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FROM    THE   LIBRARY   OF 

REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.  D.  D. 

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Methodist  Episcopal  Church,  South. 


NASttVtLLK.   TENN.  : 
PuBLtsttts-a  HofsR  OP  THE  METrioni.sT  Episcopal  Chl'px'H,  South. 

J.    D.    BARBEK.    AGENT. 

18«9. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  <  'ongress,  in  thi-  year  J889, 

By  the  Book  Agents  ok  the  Methodist  Episcopal  ('iiiuch,  Soitu, 

in  the  Otlice  of  tlie  Ivil)r;irian  of  Coiigi-oss,  at  Wasliiiig-ton. 


PREFACE. 

In  recognition  of  a  widespread  demand  throughout  the  Church  for  a  revis- 
ion of  the  former  edition  of  the  Hymn  Book,  Avhich  was  prepared  hy  order  of 
the  General  Conference  of  1846,  the  following  action  was  taken  by  the  Gen- 
eral Conference  which  met  at  Richmond  in  May,  188G : 

Resolved,  1.  That  the  College  of  Bishoi^s  be  requested  to  appoint  as  soon  as  practicable 
a  committee  of  nine  to  revise  our  Hymn  Book,  which  committee  shall  lie  divided  into 
three  equal  sections,  the  members  of  each  section  to  be  selected  with  reference  to  con- 
venience of  location  for  their  work. 

2:  That  when  the  work  of  preparatory  revision  shall  be  finished  by  each  section  it  shall 
be  reviewed  by  the  whole  committee,  and  completed  under  the  follow^ing  regulations : 
(1)  No  hynm  in  the  present  collection  shall  be  excluded  without  the  concurrence  of  two- 
thirds  of  the  committee.  (2)  No  hymn  not  in  the  present  collection  shall  be  admitted 
without  the  concurrence  of  two-thirds  of  the  committee.  (3)  The  numbers  in  the  in- 
dexes shall  refer  to  the  hymnft,  and  the  pages  sliall  be  numbered  in  small  figures  at  the 
bottom  of  the  ])age. 

3.  That  when  the  work  shall  have  been  approved  by  the  Bishops  it  shall  be  placed 
in  the  Imnds  of  the  Book  Agent,  to  be  published  for  the  use  of  the  Church. 

4.  That  the  Book  Agent  shall  have  authority  to  pay  on  the  order  of  the  chairman  cf 
the  committee  the  expenses  incurred  by  the  committee  in  the  prosecution  of  their  work. 

5.  It  is  recommended  (1)  that  those  hymns  be  excluded  which  are  rarely  or  never  used 
in  public  or  social  worship;  (2)  that  when  it  can  be  judiciously  done  the  long  hymns  be 
abridged,  and  that  none  exceed  twenty-four  lines;  (3)  that  particular  attention  be  paid  to 
the  arrangement  and  classification  of  the  hymns  according  to  sul>jects;  (4)  that  the  whole 
number  of  hymns  do  not  exceed  eight  hundred. 

In  accordance  with  the  foregoing  action  of  the  General  Conference,  the  Bish- 
ops appointed  the  following  Committee  of  Revision  : 

Eastern  Section. — Nathan  II.  D.  Wilson,  Samuel  K.  Cox,  James  II.  Car- 
lisle. 

Central  Section. — Oscar  P.  Fitzgerald,  Wilbur  F.  Tillett,  Charles  W.  Carter. 

Southern  Section. — Robert  11.  Mahon,  .lohn  II.  McLean,  AVilliam  L.  C.  Ilun- 
iiicutt. 


PREFACE. 


Tho  Committoo  hiiviiii,^  doiu'  tlioii"  work,  acct)r(liii<^  to  iiisti-iutions,  lunuMl 
it  ovoi*  to  tho  CoUego  ol"  Bishojis,  who,  after  a  c-arclul  review  and  various  suii;- 
o-OHtious,  which  Avei-o  uecoptod  hy  tho  Coiuiuittoo,  havo  «])])rovcd  tho  worU  a> 
it  now  stands.  It  was  deemed  advisable,  after  free  and  full  consuhatioii  he- 
Lween  tlio  C'onuuittco  and  tho  Bisliops,  to  atld  to  tl»o  colloction  of  hymns  found 
in  thohodyof  tho  hooka  Suj)plonu'nt  oomi)t)sed  of  misoollanoous  hymns  which 
will  ho  found  servieeahle  in  sooial  and  revival  iueetinu;s.  It  was  also  thought 
host  to  jiropare  an  authorized  tune  edition;  and  in  order  that  there  mii^ht  he 
uniforn\ity  in  the  lunnherint!;  of  the  hymns  in  all  editions,  it  -vvan  necessary  to 
dolav  the  pitblication  oi'  the  word  eilitions  unlil  the  tune  edition  could  ho  ar- 
ranged. 

It  is  holievod  that  this  collootion  is  not  surjiassod  l>y  any  other  in  tho  Chris- 
tian Church.  While  a  largo  numhor  of  new  hymna  of  great  excellence  have 
boon  added,  tho  Hymn  Book  will  still  be  found  rich  in  the  hymns  of  the 
Wosloys,  Watts,  Doddridge,  Montgomery,  Newton,  Cowpor,  and  others  whose 
names  havo  long  been  familiar  to  all  who  love  tho  songs  of  Zion. 

It  -will  bo  no  objection  to  this  Hymnal,  but  a   recommendation,  rather,  to 

even-  Methodist  who  examines  it,  to  lind  thai  predominance  has  boon  given  in 

this,  as  in  tho  former  edition,  to  the  hymns  of  John  Wesley  and  of  Charles 

Wesley.     They  havo  boon  found  to  bo  especially  adapted  to  tho  expression  of 

the  system  of  Evangelical  Arminianism,  and  to  set  forth  most  accuraioly  and 

liolpfully  tho  povoral  stages  of  Christian  oxporionco  produced  by  tho  Holy  Spirit 

under  tho  faithful   preaching  of  our  doctrines.     AVo  therefore  commend   this 

volume  to  the  friends  and  members  of  the  Methodist  Episcopal  Church,  South, 

(confidently  hoping  and  lielioving  that,  as  the  authorized  Hymn  Book  of  the 

Churcli,  it  Avill  find  a  ])laco  in  all  our  families  and  houses  of  worship  and  meet 

with  universal  aceoptance  among  our  people. 

Holland  ^'.  McTvkikk. 

John  C.  Keenek, 

Alpiieis  W.  Wilso.n. 

John  C.  CiU-vnuehv, 

I^oHEUT  K.  Hahcuovk, 

"WiLLLVM  W.  DrNTAN, 

CiLVULE.s  B.  Calloway, 
Eugene  R.  Hendrix, 
Joseph  S.  Kev. 

Jan  liar  V  1.  IS.SO. 


Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

Praise  God  in  hiw  sanctuary: 

Praise  him  in  the  firmament  of  his  power. 

Praise  him  for  his  mighty  acts: 

Praise  him  according  to  his  excellent  greatness. 

Praise  him  with  the  sound  oithe  trumpet: 

Praise  him  with  the  psaltcoy  and  harj). 

Praise  him  with  the  timbrel  and  dance  : 

Praise  him  with  stringed  instruments  and  organs. 

Praise  him  upon  the  loud  cymbals: 

Praise  him  u])On  the  high  sounding  cymbals. 

Let  every  t  h  in  tr  that  hath  I  wreath  praise  the  Lord. 

Praise  yc  the  J>oni. 

J'xaliii  cl. 
(5) 


■""^NTENTS. 


L.^. 


,,eT,„^                                PART  I.   PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  „vmns 

I.  Being  and  PEKi'KrrioNs  m^  Uou 1-  57 

II.  Mediation  of  CuinsT 58-100 

III.  Okkkes  ok  the  Holy  Ghost 1G7-192 

IV.  Institition.s  of  CiiuisTiAMTv 193-26G 

].  The  CluuTh 193-214 

'2.  The  :\Iiiiistiy 215-232 

3.  Baptism .. .'. 233-238 

4.  The  LonV.s  Supper 239-252 

5.  The  Sabbath 253-2(i6 

V.  The  Gospel  Cam 2()7-307 

VI.  Penitential  Exercises .'508-373 

VII.  Christian  Kxi'eiuence 374-581 

1.  JustitieatioH  and  the  New  Birth 374-10(1 

2.  Sanctifieaticni 407-451 

3.  Duties  and  Trials 452-581 

VI II.  De.vth  and  the  FiTUKic  Static 582-()55 

IX.  Special  Occ'asions 05()-731 

1.  Missions 05(>-(>79 

2.  The  Bible (i80-()8S 

3.  Erection  of  Cliurchos (i89-097 

4.  Eihieation  of  Youtli 098-705 

5.  The  Seasons 70(;-719 

0.  National  Solemnities 720-729 

7.  On  a  V()ya<;e 7.">0-7.'5 1 

PART  II.   SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

I.  Communion  of  Sainis 732-755 

II.  Prayer 75(i-79U 

PART  III.   DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

I.  The  Family 791-817 

II.  The  Closkp 818-842 

SUPPLEMENT— MiscELLANEois S-13-918 

DOXOLOGIES 919-929 

HAliEM 

Index  of  Subjects 2113-325 

Index  of  First  Li.nes  of  Stanzas 32()-332 

Index  of  First  Links  of  Hymns 333-342 


HYMNS. 


PART  I. 
FOR  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

SECTION  1. 
BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


6s,  4s. 

COME,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious. 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days ! 

2  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword. 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless. 
And  give  thy  word  success : 
Spirit  of  holiness. 

On  us  descend ! 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour : 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart. 

Spirit  of  i)ower ! 

4  To  the  great  One  and  Three 
Eternal  praises  be 

Hence  evermore ! 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore ! 

Charles  Wcslr 


2  C.  M. 

A  THOUSAND  oracles  divine 
Their  common  beams  unite. 
That  sinners  may  with  angels  join 
To  worship  God  aright ; 

2  To  praise  a  Trinity  adored 

By  all  the  hosts  above ; 
And  one  thrice  holy  God  and  Lord 
Through  endless  ages  love. 

3  Triumphant  host !  they  never  cease 

To  laud  and  magnify 
The  Triune  God  of  holiness. 
Whose  glory  fills  the  sky; 

4  Whose  glory  to  this  earth  extends, 

When  God  himself  imparts, 
And  the  whole  Trinity  descends 
Into  our  faithful  hearts. 

5  By  faith  the  upper  choir  we  meet, 

And  challenge  them  to  sing 
Jehovah,  on  his  shining  seat. 
Our  Maker  and  our  King. 

6  But  God  made  flesh  is  wholly  ours, 

And  asks  our  nobler  strain : 
The  Father  of  celestial  powers, 
The  Friend  of  earth-born  man. 

Charles  Wcxley. 
(7) 


BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


3 


H 


CM. 
AIL,  holy,  lioly,  holy  liOrd  ! 

Whom  one  in  three  we  know- 
By  all  thy  lieiivenly  host  adored. 
By  all  thv  Church  below. 


2  One  undivided  Trinity 

With  triumph  we  proclaim ; 
Thy  univoi-se  is  full  of  thee, 
And  speaks  thy  glorious  name. 

3  Thee,  holy  Father,  we  confess ; 

Thee,  holy  Son,  adore ; 
Spirit  of  truth  and  holiness, 
We  praise  thee  evermore. 

4  Hail,  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

(Our  heavenly  song  shall  hel. 
Supreme,  essential  One,  adored 
In  co-eternal  Three! 

C'hurU's  ]\'cslii/. 


4  11,12,10. 

HOLY,  holy,  holy,  I^rd  God  Almighty  ! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  ris( 
to  thee ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
(iod  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  all  the  saints  adore  tlier. 

Ca.«ting  down  their  golden  crowns  around 
the  gla.«sy  sea ; 

Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  be- 
fore thee, 

AVhich  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

:5  Holy,  holy,  holy!  though  the  darkness  hide 

thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  thy  glory 

may  not  see ; 
Only  thou  art  holy;  there  is  none  beside 

thee. 
Perfect  in  power,  in  U)ve  and  purity. 


4  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 
All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  name,  in 

earth  and  sky  and  sea ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity ! 

Iir(/i)i<tl(l  I/rhrr. 


H 


7s. 
OLY,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
God  the  Father,  and  the  Word, 
God  the  Comforter,  receive 
BlessinKS  more  than  we  can  givi-. 


2  One,  inexplicably  three, 
One  in  simi)lest  unity : 
God,  incline  thy  gracious  ear, 
Us  thy  lisping  creatures  hear. 

:}  Thee  while  man,  the  earth-born,  sings. 
Angels  shrink  within  their  wings  ; 
Prostratti  seraphim  above 
Breathe  unutterable  love. 

4  Happy  they  who  never  rest, 

With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest! 
They  the  heights  of  glory  see, 
Sound  the  depths  of  Deity ! 

.")  Fain  with  them  our  souls  would  vii-; 
Sink  as  low,  and  mount  as  high  ; 
Fall,  o'erwhelmed  with  love,  or  s(jar ; 
Shout,  or  silently  adore ! 

CJutrlrs  Wcslffi. 


6 


0 


S.  M. 
BLESS  the  lx»rd,  my  soul ; 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  ble.<s  his  name 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 


2  O  ble.ss  the  l>ord,  my  soul ; 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  untbankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 


PRAISE  AND  ADOKATION. 


3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins ; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain ; 
'Tis  lie  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave ; 
He  who  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 

He  gives  the  sufF'rers  rest; 
The  Lord  hath  judgment  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  oppressed. 

Isaac  Wattfi. 


7  S.  M. 

COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing : 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown. 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  ow^n, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord : 
"We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Xor  dare  provoke  his  rod : 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

Isaac  Wafts. 


8  S.  M. 

STAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 


2  Though  high  above  all  praise. 

Above  all  blessing  high. 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name. 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought. 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire. 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought! 

4  There,  with  benign  regard. 

Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear ; 
Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense, 
The  spirit  feels  him  near. 

5  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

(J  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  your  God  adore ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name. 
Henceforth,  for  evermore. 

James  MonUjomery. 

9  S.  M. 

MY  soul,  repeat  His  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great, 
AVhose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise. 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide ; 

And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins ; 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west. 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

Isaac  Walts. 


10 


BEING  AND  PEKFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


10  L.M. 

OTHOU,  whom  all  thy  t^aints  adore, 
We  now  witli  all  thy  saints  agree, 
And  bow  our  innio;^t  ssouls  before 
Thy  glorious,  awful  majesty. 
2  We  come,  great  God,  to  seek  thy  face. 
And  for  thy  loving-kindness  wait ; 
And  O  how  dreadful  is  this  ])lace! 

'Tis  God's  own  house,  'tis  heaven's  gutf 
:>  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh, 
To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  aspire ; 
And  lo  I  we  see  descend  from  high 
The  jiillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 
4  Still  let  it  on  th'  assembly  stay, 

And  all  the  house  with  glory  fill ; 
To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way, 
And  lead  us  to  thy  holy  hill. 
-5  There  let  us  all  with  Jesus  stand. 

And  join  the  general  Church  above. 
And  take  our  seat  at  thy  right  hand. 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

Charles  JVeslei/. 


11 


L.  M. 


THEE  we  adore,  eternal  Lord ; 
We  praise  thy  name  with  one  accord ; 
Thy  saints,  who  here  thy  goodness  see. 
Through  all  the  world  do  worship  thee. 

2  To  thee  a,loud  all  angels  cry, 
The  heavens  and  all  the  powers  on  hiuh  : 
Thee,  holy,  holy,  holy  King, 
Lord  God  of  Hosts,  they  ever  sing. 

'^  Th'  apostles  join  the  glorious  throng; 
The  ])rophets  swell  th'  immortid  song; 
The  martyrs'  noble  army  raise 
Eternal  anthems  to  thy  praise. 

4  From  day  to  daj',  O  Lord,  do  we 
Iligldy  exalt  and  honor  thee; 
Thy  name  wi>  worship  and  adore, 
AVorld  without  end,  for  evermore. 

John  UambuUI. 


12  L.  M. 

/"lOME,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 

\J  Attemi)t  thy  great  Creator's  praise: 
But  O  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame? 
What  mortid  verse  can  reach  the  theme? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears ; 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 
Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

:>  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence,  with  wisdom,  shines ; 
His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame- 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  i)raise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  tlie  song. 
Thijinua  Jilucklock. 


13  L-M. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord !  'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise ; 

His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 
2  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames. 

He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  name- ; 

His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound. 

A  deep  where  all  our  thought-  are  drowned. 
;;  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 

AVho  si)reads  his  clou<ls  along  the  sky  ; 

There  he  jirepares  the  fruitful  rain, 

Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  c-lolhes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn  : 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply. 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight; 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Isaac  ir<(//.<i. 


ritAISE  AND  ADOllATION. 


11 


14  L.P.M. 

I'LL  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

•_'  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor. 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eyesight  on  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
]\Iy  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures 


Isaac  Wctll.s 


15 


L.  M. 

UR  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne, 
Arrayed  in  majesty  unknown ; 
His  luster  all  tlie  temple  fills. 
And  spreads  o'er  all  th'  ethereal  hills. 

The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

Is  by  the  seraphim  adored ; 

And,  while  they  stand  beneath  his  seat. 

They  veil  their  faces  and  their  feet. 

And  can  a  sinful  worm  endure 
The  presence  of  a  God  so  pure  ? 
Or  these  polluted  lips  proclaim 
The  honors  of  so  grand  a  name  ? 


4  O  for  thine  altar's  glowing  coal 
To  touch  my  lips,  to  fire  my  soul, 
To  purge  the  sordid  dross  away. 
And  into  crystal  turn  my  clay ! 

Philip  DoddrUlgr 


C.  M. 
Y  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art! 
Thy  majesty  how  bright! 
How  beautiful  thy  mercy-seat 
In  depths  of  burning  light ! 

How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years, 

0  everlasting  Lord, 
By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 

Incessantly  adored ! 

O  how  I  fear  thee,  living  God, 
With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 

And  worship  thee  with  trembling  hope. 
And  penitential  tears. 

Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  O  Lord, 

Almighty  as  thou  art ; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 

The  love  of  my  j)Oor  heart. 

No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee ; 

Xo  mother,  half  so  mild, 
Bears  and  forbears  as  thou  hast  done 

With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

]My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  ait, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend ; 
On  thee  I  stay  my  trusting  heart. 

Till  faith  in  vision  end. 

Frederick  Wiliiuui  Fuber. 


17  6s,  8s,  4. 

THE  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthroned  aliovc,- 
Ancient  of  everlasting  days. 
And  God  of  love : 


12 


BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


Jehovah,  great  I  AM ! 

By  earth  and  heaven  confessed : 
I  bow  and  bless  the  sacred  Name, 

Forever  blest. 

2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 

At  whose  supreme  command, 
From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joy; 

At  his  riglit  hand  : 
I  all  on  earth  forsake. 

Its  wisdom,  fame,  and  power ; 
And  him  my  only  jxtrtion  make, 

^ly  shield  and  tower. 

3  The  God  of  Abi-ah'm  praise, 

Whose  all-suliieient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days 

In  all  his  ways: 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 

He  calls  himself  my  God! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end. 

Through  Jesus'  blood ! 

4  He  l)y  himself  hath  sworn  ; 

I  on  his  oatli  depend ; 
I  shall,  on  eagles'  wings  upborne, 

To  heaven  luscend : 
I  shall  behold  his  face, 

I  shall  his  power  adore, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  liis  grace 

For  evermore.  T},..,na.  ourr.-. 


18  6s,  8s,  4s. 

rpHE  God  who  reigns  on  high 
X     The  great  archangels  sing, 
And  "  Holy,  holy,  holy  "  cry, 

"Almigiity  King! 
AVho  was  and  is  the  same, 
And  evermore  shall  be: 
Jehovali,  Father,  great  I  AM, 
AVe  worship  thee." 

2  Before  the  Saviour's  face 

Tlie  ransomed  nations  bow: 


O'erwhelmed  at  his  almighty  grace, 

Forever  new : 
He  shows  his  prints  of  love — 

They  kindle  to  a  flame ! 
And  sound  through  all  the  worlds  abovi'- 

The  slaughtered  Lamb. 

The  whole  triumphant  host 

Give  thanks  to  God  on  high ; 
"Hail,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost," 

They  ever  cry : 
Hail,  Abrah'm 's  (Jod,  and  nnne! 

(I  join  the  heavenly  lays,) 
All  might  and  majesty  are  thine, 

And  endless  piaise. 


0 


19  5s,  6s. 

WORSHIP  the  King, 

All-glorious  above ; 
O  gratefully  sing 

His  i)ower  and  his  love; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender, 

The  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor. 

And  girded  with  praise. 

2  O  tell  of  his  might, 
O  sing  of  his  grace, 

Whose  robe  is  the  light. 
Whose  canopy  space : 

His  chariots  of  wrath 

The  deep  thunder-<'louds  form. 

And  dark  is  his  path 

On  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care 
AVhat  tongue  can  recite? 

It  breathes  in  tlie  air, 
It  shines  in  tlie  light. 

It  streams  from  the  hills. 
It  descends  to  the  plain. 

And  sweetly  distills 

In  the  dew  and  the  rain. 


PKAISE  AND  ADOllATION. 


13 


4  Frail  children  uf  dust, 

And  feeble  as  frail, 
la  thee  do  we  trust, 

Nor  find  thee  to  fell : 
Thy  mercies  how  tender, 

How  firm  to  the  end  I 
Our  Maker,  Defender, 

Redeemer,  and  Friend, 


Robert  Ch'aiil. 


20  5.S,  Os. 

YE  servants  of  God, 
Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name ; 
The  name  all-victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 
And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh ; 

His  presence  we  have ; 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing. 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus,  our  King. 

3  Then  let  us  adore. 

And  give  him  his  right, 
All  glorj'  and  power. 

And  wisdom  and  might. 
All  honor  and  blessing, 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing 

For  infinite  love. 

Charles  Wrsleii. 


LET  US,  with  a  gladsome  mind. 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure. 
Ever  feithful,  ever  sure. 


2  Let  us  blaze  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God : 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

3  All  things  living  he  doth  feed. 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need ; 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4  Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth : 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

John  Milton. 


22  6s,  8s. 

TTOTTNG  men  and  maidens,  raise 
X    Your  tuneful  voices  high ; 
Old  men  and  children,  praise 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky : 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

2  The  universal  King 

Let  all  the  world  proclaim ; 
Let  every  creature  sing 

His  attributes  and  name ! 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

3  In  his  great  name  alone 

All  excellences  meet. 
Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  shall  forever  sit : 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

4  Glory  to  God  belongs ; 

Glory  to  God  be  given, 
Above  the  noblest  songs. 

Of  all  in  earth  and  heaven : 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Tlircc, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

Ch<irlrs  ^\',■sl<^,|. 


14 


BEING  AND  PEliFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


THIS,  this  is  tlie  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend, 
Whose  love  is  iis  great  as  his  power. 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 
2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  tlie  last, 

AVhose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  liome  : 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

.Tuxcph  ir<irl. 

24  8s,  7.. 

PRAISE  the  Lord !  ye  heavens,  adore  him 
Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord !  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord  !  for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  jn-omise  foil ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious ; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation. 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name. 

John  Krmpthitriir. 

25  8s,  7s. 

LORD,  thy  glory  fdls  the  heaven  ; 
Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored  ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord. 

2  Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing; 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry, 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  singing, 

"  Lord  of  hosts,  Ix)rd  God  most  high." 

3  With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

With  his  holy  CInirch  below, 


Thus  unite  we  to  adore  him  : 
Bid  we  thus  our  anthems  lluw: 

4  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fdls  the  heaven  : 
Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored ; 
Unto  thee  be  glf)ry  given, 
II. .ly,  holy,  holy  Lord." 


liichard  Mtiiit. 


26         .  8^  7s. 

GOD  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes  and  woe  he  lightens: 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

]\Ian  decays,  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never : 
God  is  wisdom,  (iod  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  secmeth, 

AVill  his  changeless  goodness  prove ; 
From  the  mist  his  brightness  streameti ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  witli  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Ilojie  and  comfort  from  above; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  : 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

John  Bowriuti. 


^Zi 


8s,  7s. 


TIIICUE'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy, 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea: 
There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice, 
AVhich  is  more  than  liberty. 

2  There  is  welcome  for  the  sinner ; 

There  are  blessings  for  the  good  ; 
There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 
There  is  healing  in  his  blood. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  mea.surc  of  man's  mind  ; 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfullv  kind. 


DIVINE  ATTRIBUTES. 


15 


4  If  our  faith  were  but  more  simple, 
We  should  tiike  him  at  his  woril ; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 

Frederick  William  Faber, 


28  s.  M. 

THE  pity  of  the  Lord, 
To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath  : 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower: 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

Isaac  TT'ri.'.'w 

29  s.  M. 

FATHER,  in  whom  we  live, 
In  whom  we  are  and  move, 
The  glory,  power,  and  praise  receive 
Of  thy  creating  love. 

2  Incarnate  Deity, 

Let  all  the  ransomed  race 
Render,  in  thanks,  their  lives  to  thee. 
For  tliy  redeeming  grace. 

3  The  grace  to  sinners  showed. 

Ye  heavenly  choirs  proclaim, 
And  cry,  "  Sah'ation  to  our  God, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb ! " 

4  Spirit  of  holiness. 

Let  all  thy  saints  adore 
Thy  sacred  energy,  and  bless 
Thy  heart-renewing  power. 


5  Eternal,  Triune  Lord, 
Let  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  all  the  sons  of  men,  record 
And  dwell  upon  thy  love. 

G  When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled 
Before  thy  glorious  face, 
Sing,  all  the  saints  thy  love  hath  madC; 
Thine  everlasting  praise ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

30  s.  M. 

I  HEAR  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obej^ ; 
Lord,  send  thy  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray ! 

2  O  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways? 
Yet  witli  a  bold,  presumptuous  mind, 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

3  Warn  me  of  every  sin, 

Forgive  my  secret  faults. 
And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

4  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song. 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Isaac  Watts. 

31  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God : 
Infinite  lengths  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  Thee  wliile  the  first  archangel  sings, 
He  hides  his  face  behind  his  Avings ; 
And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around 
Fall  worshiping,  and  spread  the  ground. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ! 


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BEING  AND  PEKFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


From  fiin  and  du.st  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  lioly,  and  the  High ! 

4  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame. 
And  worms  have  learned  to  lisp  thy  name ; 
But  O !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  hehiiid  1 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below  : 

Be  short,  our  tunes  ;  our  words,  be  few  I 
A  solemn  rev'rence  checks  our  songs. 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

Isaac  }Vatlx. 

32  L.  M. 

OGOD,  thou  bottomless  abyss ! 
Thee  to  perfection  who  can  know? 
O  height  immense !    What  words  suflice 
Thy  countless  attril:)utes  to  show? 

2  Unfathomable  depths  thou  art! 

0  plunge  me  in  thy  mercy's  sea ! 
Void  of  tnie  wisdom  is  my  heart: 
With  love  embrace  and  cover  me ! 

3  While  thee,  all  infinite,  I  set. 

By  faith,  before  my  ravished  eye, 
My  weakness  ])ends  beneath  tlie  weight: 
O'erpowered,  I  sink,  I  faint,  I  die. 

4  Greatness  unspeakable  is  thine. 

Greatness,  whose  undiminished  ray, 
AVhen  short-lived  worlds  are  lost,  shall 
shine 
When  earth  and  heaven  are  fled  away. 

.■)  Unchangeable*,  all-perfect  Lord, 
Essential  life's  unbounded  sea, 
^Vhat  lives  and  moves,  lives  by  thy  word : 
It  lives,  and  moves,  and  is  from  thee ! 
Erneit  Lange.    Tr.hx  John  M'esley. 


33 


c.  ]\I. 


LORD,  all  T  am  is  known  to  thei*: 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eve. 


2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  secrets  of  my  brea.st. 

3  My  tlioughts  lie  open  to  thee.  Lord, 

Before  they're  formed  within ; 
.\nd  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the, word, 
Tliou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge !  deep  and  high  : 

Where  can  a  creature  hide? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 

Isaac  Walts. 


34  c.  M. 

EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
!My  fliiisty  si>irit  faints  away, 
Witliout  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand. 
Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand  ; 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

?>  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  ix)wer 
Through  all  thy  temple  shine ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  h(jur, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 

As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 

And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 


DIVINE   ATTKIBUTES. 


17 


6  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 
I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray. 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

Isaac  Watts. 


35  c.  M. 

LET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak. 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  strength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down, 

When  virtue  lies  distressed 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown. 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel, 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfill. 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heai't  sincere : 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise. 

And  spread  thy  fame  abroad : 

Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 

The  honors  of  their  God. 

Isaac  Waits. 


36  c.  M. 

BLEST  be  our  everlasting  Lord, 
Our  Father,  God,  and  King ! 
Thy  sovereign  goodness  we  record, 
Thy  glorious  power  we  siitg. 

2  Thou  hast  on  us  the  grace  bestowed. 

Thy  greatness  to  proclaim  ; 
And  therefore  now  we  thank  our  God, 
And  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

3  Thy  glorious  name,  and  nature's  powers. 

Thou  dost  to  us  make  known ; 
2 


And  all  the  Deity  is  ours, 
Through  thy  incarnate  Son. 

Charles  Wesley. 


37  c.  M. 

SHALL  foolish,  weak,  short-sighted  man 
Beyond  archangels  go, 
The  great  almighty  God  explain. 

Or  to  perfection  know? 
His  attributes  divinely  soar 
Above  the  creature's  sight, 
And  prostrate  seraphim  adore 
The  glorious  Infinite. 

2  Jehovah's  everlasting  days, 

They  cannot  numbered  be ; 
Incomprehensiljle  the  space 

Of  thine  immensity : 
Thy  wisdom's  depths  by  reason's  line 

In  vain  we  strive  to  sound. 
Or  stretch  our  lab'ring  thought  t'  assign 

Omnipotence  a  bound. 

3  The  brightness  of  thy  glories  leaves 

Description  far  below ; 
Nor  man,  nor  angel's  heart  conceives 

How  deep  thy  mercies  flow  : 
Thy  love  is  most  unsearchable. 

And  dazzles  all  above ; 
They  gaze,  but  cannot  count  or  tell 

The  treasures  of  thy  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


38  L.  M.    D. 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high. 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky. 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim  : 
Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  jiower  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 
2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  w^ondrous  tale, 


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BEING  AND   PERFECTIONS   OF   GOD. 


And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 

Repeats  tlie  story  of  her  birth  : 

While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn. 

And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 

Confirm  the  tiilings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark,  terrestrial  ball  ? 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found? 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
Forever  singing  as  they  shine, 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

Joseph  Addison, 


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NFINITE  God,  to  thee  we  raise 
Our  hearts  in  solemn  songs  of  praise; 
By  all  thy  works  on  earth  adored. 
We  worshiji  thee,  the  common  Lord ; 
The  everlasting  Father  own, 
And  bow  ourselves  before  thy  throne. 

2  Thee  all  the  choir  of  angels  sings, 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings ; 
■Cherubs  i>roclaim  thy  praise  aloud. 
And  seraphs  shout  the  Triune  God  ; 
And  "  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  cry, 

"  Thy  glory  fills  both  earth  and  sky ! " 

3  Father  of  endless  majesty. 

All  might  and  love  we  render  thee ; 
Thy  true  and  only  Son  adore. 
The  same  in  dignity  and  power ; 
And  God  the  Holy  Ghost  declare, 
The  saints'  eternal  Comforter. 

Charles  Wesley. 


40  L-M.    61. 

THE  Ix)rd  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supi^ly, 


And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye: 
My  noonday  walks  he  sludl  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant. 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads. 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  k-ads, 
Where  peaceful  rivei-s,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herl)age  crowned. 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill. 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

Joseph  Addison. 

41  C.  M. 

OGOD,  our  strength,  to  thee  our  song 
With  grateful  hearts  we  raise ; 
To  thee,  and  thee  alone,  belong 
All  worship,  love  and  praise. 

2  In  trouble's  dark  and  stormy  hour 
Thine  ear  hath  heard  our  prayer; 

And  graciously  thine  arm  of  jjower 
Hath  saved  us  from  despair. 

3  And  thou,  O  ever  gracious  Lord, 
AVilt  keep  thy  promise  still. 

If,  meekly  hearkening  to  thy  word. 
We  seek  to  do  thy  will. 

4  I^d  by  the  light  thy  gnice  imparts, 
Ne'er  may  we  bow  the  knee 

To  idols,  which  our  wayward  hearts 
Set  up  instead  of  thee. 


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5  So  shall  thy  choicest  gifts,  0  Lord, 
Thy  faithful  people  bless ; 
For  them  shall  earth  its  stores  afford. 
And  heaven  its  happiness. 

Harriet  Auber. 


42  c.  M. 

FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glor}'  shines ! 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand 
signs, 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power; 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  everj'  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ ; 
They  show  the  labor  of  thy  hands, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet. 

4  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms. 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms, 

5  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reverent  awe ; 

We  love  and  we  adore : 
The  first  archangel  never  saw 
So  much  of  God  before. 

6  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brighter  shone, 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

Isaac  Walts. 


43  c.  M. 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  l)nght  designs, 
And  works  his  so^  ereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast. 

Unfolding  every  hour : 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

William  Cowper. 


44  c.  M. 

SINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 
God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
0  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot. 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways  ? 

2  Good  when  he  gives — supremely  good — 

Nor  less  when  he  denies : 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love. 

So  constant  and  so  kind  ? 

To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 

Be  every  wisli  resigned. 

James  Hervey. 


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45  C.  M. 

THY  way,  O  Lord,  is  in  the  sea ; 
Thy  paths  we  cannot  trace, 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  As  through  a  glass,  we  dimly  see 

The  wondei-s  of  thy  love ; 
How  little  do  we  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above ! 

3  'Tis  but  in  part  we  know  thy  will ; 

AVe  bless  thee  for  tlie  sight ; 
Soon  will  thy  love  tlie  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light. 

4  With  rapture  shall  we  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace, 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love,  and  prais^e. 

John  Fawcett. 


46  c.  M. 

THY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love. 
Unmerited  and  free. 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove. 
And  help  our  misery. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still. 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel. 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  to  me. 

To  every  soul,  abound  : 
A  vast  unfathomable  sea, 

"Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reacli, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store ; 
EnouJi  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore. 

5  Faitliful,  O  Tvord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  that  cannot  move: 


A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

6  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns, 
Unalterably  sure ; 
And  while  tlie  ti-uth  of  God  remains. 
His  goodnes.5  nuist  endure. 

Charles  Wesley. 

47  L.  M. 

GOD  f)f  my  Hfe,  whose  jiracious  power 
Through  various  deatlis  my  soul  hath  led. 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour. 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head  ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Tliy  ruling  i)rovidence  I  see: 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly. 

But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breast? 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie. 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest. 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun. 

But  thou,  O  Ciirist,  my  wisdom  art: 
I  ever  into  ruin  run. 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

r,  Foolish,  and  imi)otent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  tind, 
Tlie  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

Charles  Wesley. 


48  s.  M. 

PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  fear ; 
Thy  j^reat  Provider  still  is  near; 
Who  fed  thee  la.«t,  will  feed  tliee  still : 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  liis  will. 

2  The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  sky. 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry  ; 
His  ]iromiseall  may  freely  claim  : 
Ask  and  receive  in  Jesus'  name. 


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3  Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heart ; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart : 
Then  all  things  else  he'll  freely  give ; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

4  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest, 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest ; 
May  I  that  happy  person  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity. 

Samuel  Ecking. 


49  L.  M. 

HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands. 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep ; 
AVise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

S  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 

Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share : 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge. 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God !  how  excellent  thy  grace ! 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  ; 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  w^ord. 

Isaac  Walls. 


50  L.  M. 

FATHER  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found. 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

2  Almighty  Son,  incarnate  Word, 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord, 


Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Eternal  Sj^irit,  by  whose  breath 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  ciuickening  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah !  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 
Mysterious  Godhead !  Three  in  One ! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend. 

Edward  Cooper. 

51  C.  M. 

THE  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might, 
The  winds  obey  his  will: 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

AVith  threat'ning  aspect  roar ! 

The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 

And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night !  your  force  combine ! 

AVithout  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine. 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies : 
He  yokes  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend — in  rev'rence  bend ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod ; 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 

Henry  Kirke  IVJiite. 


52  c.  M. 

GREAT  God !  to  me  the  sight  afford 
To  him  of  old  allowed ; 
And  let  my  faith  behold  its  Lord, 
Descending  in  a  cloud ! 


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2  In  that  revealing  Spirit  come, 

Thine  attributes  proclaim  ; 
Ana  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 
The  glories  of  thy  name. 

3  Jehovah,  Christ,  I  thee  adore, 

Who  gav'st  my  soul  to  be ! 
Fountain  of  being  and  of  power, 
And  great  in  majesty. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God,  thou  art 

But  let  me  rather  prove 
That  name  inspoken  to  my  heart, 
That  fav'rite  name  of  Love. 

5  Merciful  God,  thyself  proclaim 

In  this  polluted  breast: 
Mercy  is  thy  distinguished  name. 
And  suits  the  sinner  best. 

Charles  Wesley. 


53  L.  M. 

ERE  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime. 
Or  heaven  and  earth  in  order  stood. 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight. 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life's  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  iiassing  thought  that  soon  is  o'er. 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 

And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

1  To  us,  O  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 

Each  passing  moment  so  to  si>end, 
That  we  at  length  with  thee  may  live 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 
Harriet  A  uber. 

54  L.  M. 

HOLY  as  tliou,  O  Jjord,  is  none ! 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thy  own: 


A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 
Is  oui-s — a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Tliy  only  glory  we  declare  ; 
And,  humbled  into  nothing,  own 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

3  Sole,  self-existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  host**  adored, 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee. 
And  own  thy  jx'erless  majesty. 

Cliurlcs  Wesley. 


55  T^.  M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy ; 
now  that  the  I>ord  is  (iod  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

IMade  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men : 
And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray'd. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs. 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  tliousand  tongues. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  nmst  st;ind. 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 
Jsaac  W(tt(ii. 

56  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  depth  of  love  divine, 
In  Jesus,  God  with  us,  displayed. 
How  bright  thy  beaming  glories  shine! 
How    wide   thy   hejding    streams    are 
spread ! 
2  With  whom  dost  thou  delight  to  dwell? 
Sinners,  a  vile  and  thankless  race : 
O  God  I  what  tongue  aright  can  tell 

How  vast  thy  love,  how  great  thy  grace? 


DIVINE  ATTRIBUTES. 


3  The  dictates  of  thy  sovereign  will 

With  joy  our  grateful  hearts  receive : 
All  thy  delight  in  us  fulfil : 
Lo !  all  we  are  to  thee  we  give. 

4  To  thy  sure  love,  thy  tender  care, 

Our  flesh,  soul,  spirit,  we  resign : 
O  fix  thy  sacred  presence  thei-e, 
And  seal  th'  abode  for  ever  thine ! 

5  O  King  of  glory,  thy  rich  grace 

Our  feeble  thought  surpasses  far ; 
Yea,  e'en  our  crimes,  though  numberless, 
Less  numerous  than  thy  mercies  are. 

6  Still,  Lord,  thy  saving  health  display, 

And  arm  our  souls  with  heavenly  zeal : 
So  fearless  shall  we  urge  our  way 
Through  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell. 
Count  Zimeiidorf,    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


57  L.  M. 

PARENT  of  good !  thy  bounteous  hand 
Incessant  benefits  distills ; 
And  all  in  air,  or  sea,  or  land. 
With  plenteous  food  and  gladness  fills. 

2  Each  evening  shows  thy  tender  love, 

Each  rising  morn  thy  plenteous  grace ; 
Thy  wakened  wrath  doth  slowly  move, 
Thy  willing  mercy  flies  apace ! 

3  To  thy  benign,  indulgent  care, 

Father,  this  light,  this  breath,  we  owe ; 
And  all  we  have,  and  all  we  are, 
From  thee,  great  Source  of  being,  flow. 

4  Thrice  Holy  !  thine  the  kingdom  is. 

The  power  omnipotent  is  thine ; 
And  when  created  nature  dies, 
Thy  never-ceasing  glories  shine. 

Ernest  Lange.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


58  c.  M. 

HARK  the  glad  sound  I  the  Saviour  comes ! 
Tlie  Saviour  promised  long ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  pris'nei-s  to  release, 

In  Satan's  hondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield ! 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


59  c.  M. 

JOY  to  the  world — the  Lord  is  come! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 
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2  Joy  to  the  earth — the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  songs  emj)loy  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and 
plains 
ReiJeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow. 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground : 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow. 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  tnith  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness. 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Isaac  Walla. 


60  c.  >L 

MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join. 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay : 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  rolled  : 
The  theme,  the  song,  tlie  joy  was  new; 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  i)ortals  of  tlie  sky 

Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 


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And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete : 
Jesus  was  born  to  die." 

6  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  forever  hail ! 

Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend ! 
Though  earth  and  time  and  life  shall  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

Samuel  Medley. 


61  C.  M. 

WHILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by 
night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground. 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind), 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day. 

Is  born,  of  David's  line. 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  displayed ; 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing-bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spoke  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God  on  high. 
And  thus  addressed  their  song : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  tlie  earth  be  peace : 
Good  will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men. 
Begin  and  never  cease." 

Ncthum  Tate. 


62  L.  M. 

SING,  all  in  heaven,  at  Jesus'  birth. 
Glory  to  God,  and  peace  on  earth : 
Incarnate  love  in  Christ  is  seen, 
Pure  mercy  and  good-will  to  men. 

2  Praise  him,  extolled  above  all  height, 
AVho  doth  in  worthless  worms  delight; 
God  reconciled  in  Christ  confess, 
Your  present  and  eternal  peace. 

3  From  Jesus,  manifest  below. 
Rivers  of  pure  salvation  flow. 

And  pour  on  man's  distinguished  race 
Their  everlasting  streams  of  grace. 

4  Sing,  every  soul  of  Adam's  line. 
The  fav'rite  attribute  divine. 
Ascribing,  with  the  hosts  above. 
All  glory  to  the  God  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


63  7s.    D. 

HARK !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled : " 
Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise ; 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies ; 
With  th'  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

2  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored, 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord ; 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come. 
Offspring  of  a  virgin's  womb ; 
Veil'd  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see. 
Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity ! 
Pleased  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 
Jesus  our  Immanuel  here. 

3  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings: 


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Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birtli. 

4  Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home ; 
Rise,  the  woman's  conqu'ring  Seed, 
Bruise  in  us  the  serpent's  head  ; 
Adam's  likeness  now  efl'ace, 
Stamp  thine  image  in  its  place : 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Reinstate  us  in  thy  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


64  c.  M. 

rpo  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 
i    To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
For  evermore  adored ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

.3  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread ; 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

4  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 
To  us  a  Son  is  given ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  mighty  Lord  of  heaven. 

John  Morrison. 


65  c.  M. 

SALVATION,  O  the  joyful  sound ! 
'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears : 
A  sov'reign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 


But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 
3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 
Tlio  spacious  earth  around. 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

Isaac  Watts. 


66  s.  M. 

FATHER,  our  hearts  we  lift 
Up  to  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son. 

2  The  gift  unspeakable 

We  thankfully  receive. 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodness  tell, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Jesus,  the  holy  Child, 

Doth  by  his  birth  declare 
That  God  and  man  are  reconciled, 
And  one  in  him  we  are. 

4  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings. 

Which  never  more  shall  end  : 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings, 
Declares  himself  our  friend. 

5  His  kingdom  from  above 
He  doth  to  us  impart. 

And  pure  benevolence  and  love 
O'erflow  the  faithful  heart. 

6  Changed  in  a  moment,  we 
The  sweet  attraction  find. 

With  open  arms  of  charity 
Embracing  all  mankind. 

Charles  Wesley. 


67  L-  M- 

TO  US  this  day  a  Child  is  given. 
To  crown  us  with  the  joy  of  heaven : 
Good  news  from  lieaven  the  angels  bring, 
Glad  tidiogs  to  the  earth  they  sing. 


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2  All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord, 
Clothed  in  the  garb  of  flesh  and  blood ; 
Choosing  a  manger  for  thy  throne. 
While  worlds  on  worlds  are  thine  alone. 

3  A  little  Child,  thou  art  our  guest, 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest ; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth. 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 

4  Were  earth  a  thousand  times  as  fair, 
Beset  with  gold  and  jewels  rare. 
She  yet  were  far  too  poor  to  be 

A  narrow  cradle.  Lord,  for  thee. 

5  Ah,  blessed  Jesus,  holy  Child, 
Make  thee  a  bed,  soft,  undefiled, 
Within  my  heart,  that  it  may  be 
A  quiet  chamber  kept  for  thee. 

Martin  Lutlier.    Tr.  by  ^.  T".  Russell.  (Alt.) 


68  8^,  7s. 

HARK  !  what  means  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo !  the  angelic  host  rejoices, 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story. 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy : 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven ! 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ; 
O  receive  whom  God  appointed. 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  "  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him ; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy ; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
'  Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! ' " 

John  Cawood. 


69  L-  M. 

WHEN  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glitt'ring  hosts  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2  Hark !  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks. 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  It  is  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bids  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And  through  life's  storm  and  danger's  thrall. 
It  leads  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

4  Thus,  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever,  and  for  evermore. 
The  Star !  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

Henry  Kirke  White, 


70  L.  M. 

TO  us  a  Child  of  royal  birth. 
Heir  of  the  promises,  is  given ; 
Th'  Invisible  appears  on  earth, 
The  Son  of  man,  the  God  of  heaven. 

2  A  Saviour  born,  in  love  supreme 

He  comes,  our  fallen  souls  to  raise ; 
He  comes,  his  people  to  redeem, 
With  all  his  plenitude  of  grace. 

3  The  Christ  by  raptured  seers  foretold, 

Fill'd  with  th'  eternal  Spirit's  power, 
Prophet,  and  Priest,  and  King,  behold, 
And  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  adore. 

4  The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  God  most  high, 

Who  quits  his  throne  on  earth  to  live. 
With  joy  we  welcome  from  the  sky, 
With  faith  into  our  hearts  receive. 

Cfiarles  Wesley. 


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71  C.  M. 

THE  Lord  will  conu',  and  not  be  slow ; 
His  footstep.s  cannot  err; 
Before  him  righteousness  shall  go, 
His  royal  harbinger. 

2  Mercy  and  Triitli,  that  long  were  missed, 

Now  joyfully  are  met ; 
Sweet  Peace  and  Righteousness  have  kiss'd, 
And  hand  in  hand  are  set. 

3  The  nations  all  whom  thou  hast  made 

Shall  come,  and  all  shall  frame 
To  bow  them  low  before  thee,  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  name. 

4  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  to  a  flower. 

Shall  bud  and  blossom  then, 
And  Justice,  from  her  heavenly  bower. 
Look  down  on  mortal  men. 

5  Thee  will  I  j)raise,  0  Lord,  my  God  ! 

Thee  honor  and  adore 
With  my  whole  heart;  and  blaze  abroad 
Thy  name  for  evermore ! 

John  Milton. 


3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odt)i"s  of  Edoni,  and  off 'rings  divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 
ocean, 
Myrrli  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from 
the  mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure: 
Richer  l)y  far  is  the  heart's  adoration. 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the 
I)Oor ! 

0  Brightest  and  best  of   the   sons   of  the 
morning. 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine 
aid  ! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  our   infant  Redeemer   is 
laid.  Reginald  Ileber. 


72  11?,  los. 

BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning. 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine 
aid! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  our  infant   Redeemer  is 
laid ! 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the   dew-drops   are 
shining. 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall! 
AngeLs  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 


73  8s,  7s,  4s. 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  eartli ; 
You  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth : 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

2  Shepherds,  in  the  field  abiding. 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night, 
God  with  man  is  now  residing; 

Yonder  shines  the  infant  light: 
Come  and  worship, 
Worshi})  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

3  Sages,  leave  your  contemplations. 

Brighter  visions  beam  afar; 
Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations; 

Ye  have  seen  his  natjil  star: 
Come  and  worship. 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 


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4  Saints  before  the  altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 

In  his  temple  shall  appear : 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

5  Sinners,  wrung  with  true  repentance, 

Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains. 
Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 
Mercy  calls  you,  break  your  chains : 
Come  and  worship. 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

James  Montgomery. 


74  L.  M. 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  list'ning  thousands  gathered  round. 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  foll'wers'  way : 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wand'rers,  to  my  Father's  home  ; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest." 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come. 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

Jolm  Bowring. 


75  8s,  7s.     D. 

ONE  tliere  is,  above  all  others. 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 
His  is  love  bej'^ond  a  brother's. 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us. 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  the  Sa\aour  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 


2  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased. 
Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised. 

He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
0  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We  alas !  forget  too  often. 
What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 

John  Newton. 


76  L.  M. 

WHAT  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 
To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
AVhen  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain. 

The  Prince  of  Life,  that  groaned  and 
died ; 
AVorthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Power  and  dominion  are  His  due, 

AVho  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar ; 
AVisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Though  he  was  charged* with  madness 
here. 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right. 

Yet  he  sustained  amazing  loss ; 
To  him  ascribe  eternal  might. 

Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

5  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid. 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head. 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

6  Blessings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 

AVho  bore  our  sin,  and  curse,  and  pain ; 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name. 
And  every  creature  say.  Amen ! 

Isaac  Watts. 


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77  L.  INI. 

BEHOLD  tlie  blind  their  sight  receive ! 
Behold  the  deiid  awake  and  live ! 
The  dumb  speak  wondei-s !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  His  name ! 

2  Thus  does  tli'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies ! — the  heavens  in  mourning  stood ! 
He  rises — and  ai)pears  a  God ! 

Behold  tlu;  Lord  ascending  liigh, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence,  and  forever,  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign. 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

Itiuac  Watts. 


78  L-  M. 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul !  awake,  my  tongue ! 
Hosanna  to  th'  Eternal  Name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See,  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace : 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace ! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme : 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name ! 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground ! 

4  O  may  I  reach  that  happy  place 
Where  ho  \mveils  his  lovely  face ! 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold. 
And  eing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

Jxaac  WalU. 


79  L.  M. 

MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word : 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def'rence  to  thy  Father's  will. 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountiuns  and  the  mi<lnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name, 
Among  the  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  WattH, 


80 


H 


7s.    D. 
OLY  Lamb,  who  thee  confess, 
Foll'wers  of  thy  holiness. 
Thee  they  ever  keej)  in  view. 
Ever  ask,  "  What  shall  we  tlo?" 
Governed  by  thy  only  will, 
All  thy  words  we  would  fulfill, 
AVould  in  all  thy  footstejis  go, 
Walk  as  Jesus  walked  below. 

2  While  thou  didst  on  earth  appear, 
Servant  to  thy  servants  here, 
Mind  fid  of  thy  place  above. 

All  thy  life  was  prayer  and  love: 
Such  our  whole  employment  be. 
Works  of  faith  and  charity  ; 
Works  of  love  on  man  bestowed. 
Secret  intercourse  with  God. 

3  Early  in  the  temple  meet, 
Ijet  us  still  our  Saviour  greet ; 
Nightly  to  the  mount  repair, 
Join  our  praying  Pattern  there: 


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Tliere  by  wrestling  foith  obtain 
Power  to  work  for  God  again ; 
Power  his  image  to  retrieve; 
Power,  like  thee,  our  Lord,  to  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 


81  C.  M. 

THOU  art  the  way : — to  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek. 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  : — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life : — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life : 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win. 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

George  W.  Doane. 


82  L.  M. 

OLOVE  divine,  that  stooped  to  share 
Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear ! 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earth  Dorn  care ; 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near. 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 

And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year. 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread. 
Our  hearts  still  whispering,  thou  art  near. 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief. 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf. 
Shall  softly  tell  us  thou  art  near ! 


4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe, 
0  Love  divine,  forever  dear ; 
Content  to  suffer  while  we  know. 
Living  and  dying,  thou  art  near ! 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes. 


83  c.  M. 

OUT  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  cry, 
Incarnate  Son  of  God : 
The  paths  of  our  humanity, 
Thy  fainting  footsteps  trod. 

2  Thou  Man  of  grief,  who  once  apart 

Didst  all  our  sorrows  bear, — 
The  trembling  hand,  the  fainting  heart, 
The  agony,  and  jjrayer ! 

3  Is  this  the  consecrated  dower, 

Thy  chosen  ones  obtain, 
To  know  thy  resurrection  power 
Through  fellowship  of  pain  ? 

4  Then,  O  my  soul,  in  silence  wait ; 

Faint  not,  O  faltering  feet ; 
Press  onward  to  that  blest  estate. 
In  righteousness  complete. 

5  Let  faith  transcend  the  passing  hour, 

The  transient  pain  and  strife. 
Upraised  by  an  immortal  power — 
The  power  of  endless  life. 

Elizabeth  Eunice  Marcy. 


84  c.  M. 

DARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  gi-ound, 
On  which  the  Lord  was  laid ; 
His  sweat,  like  drops  of  blood,  ran  down  ; 
In  agony  he  pray'd, — 

2  "  Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup. 
If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up. 
Thy  pleasure  I  ftilflll." 


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3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner ;  see 

Those  i)rec'ious  droi)s  tliat  flow ; 

The  lieavj'  load  he  bore  for  thee ; 

For  thee  he  Ues  so  low. 

T/tumas  Ilaweis. 

85  L-  M.    D. 

O.AIASTER,  it  i.s  got.d  to  be 
High  on  the  mountain  here  with  thee, 
Where  stand  revealed  to  mortid  gaze 
Those  glorious  saints  of  other  days, 
AVho  once  received  on  Iloreb's  height 
The  eternal  laws  of  truth  and  right. 
Or  caught  the  still  small  whisper,  higher 
Than  storm,  than  earthquake,  or  than  fire. 

2  0  blaster,  it  is  good  to  be 
Entranced,  enwrai)t,  alone  with  thee ; 
And  watch  thy  glistering  raiment  glow 
AVhiter  than  Hermon's  whitest  snow ; 
Tlie  human  lineaments  that  shine 
Irradiant  with  a  light  divine ; 

Till  we  too  change  from  grace  to  grace, 
Gazing  on  that  transfigured  face. 

3  0  Master,  it  is  good  to  be 

Here  on  the  holy  mount  with  thee : 
When  darkling  in  the  dejiths  of  night, 
AVhen  dazzled  with  excess  of  light. 
We  bow  l)efore  the  heavenly  voice 
That  bids  bewildered  souls  rejoice. 
Though  love  wax  cold,  and  faith  be  dim, 
"This  is  my  Son,  O  hear  ye  him." 

Arlhxtr  Penrhyu.  Stanley. 


86  L-  ^^- 

WHEN  at  this  distance,  Lord,  we  trace 
The  various  glories  of  thy  face. 
What  transport  pours  o'er  all  our  breast. 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  rest ! 

2  Away,  ye  dreams  of  mortal  joy  ; 
Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ: 
I  see  the  King  of  glory  shine ; 
And  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 


3  On  Tabor  thus  his  servants  view'd 

His  lustre,  when  transformed  he  stood  ; 
And,  bidding  eartlily  scenes  farewell. 
Cried,  "  Loi'd,  'tis  pleasant  here  to  dwell ! " 

4  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise ; 
That  grand  assembly  would  we  join, 
Where  all  thy  saint'*  around  thee  shine. 
I'hilii)  Doddridge. 


87  lis. 

0  GARDEN  of  Olivet,  dear  honored  spot, 
The  fame  of  thy  wonder  shall  ne'er  be 
forgot; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs 

above ; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  tlie  triumph   of 
love ! 

2  Come,  saint«,  and  adore  him  ;  come,  bow 

at  his  feet! 
O  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is 

meet : 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise. 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the 

^'^"^'^-  Maria  De  Fleury. 


88  L.  M. 

HE  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies! 
Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies ; 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saint«,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groaned  Ijcneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 
A  thousand  drops  of  richest  l)lood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree : 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  ! 
But  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 


SUFFERINGS   AND  DEATH, 


33 


4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb ; 

Up  to  liis  Father's  courts  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home. 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies ! 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  your  great  Deliv'rer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains ! 

6  Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save ! " 

Then    ask    the    monster,    "Where's    thy 

sting?" 

And,    "Where's    thy    vict'ry,    boasting 

grave  ?  " 

Isaac  Watts. 


89  L.  M. 

YE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man ! 
The  Man  of  griefs,  condemned  for  you ! 
The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue ! 

2  See  there,  his  temples  crowned  with  thorn, 

His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide ! 

His  streaming  feet,  transfixed  and  torn ! 

The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side ! 

3  Where  is  the  King  of  glory  now  ? 

The  everlasting  Son  of  God ! 
Th'  Immortal  hangs  his  languid  brow : 
Th*  Almighty  faints  beneath  his  load ! 

4  The  earth  could  to  her  center  quake, 

Convulsed  while  her  Creator  died : 
0  let  my  inmost  nature  shake. 
And  die  with  Jesus  crucified ! 

5  At  thy  last  gasp  the  graves  displayed 

Their  horrors  to  the  upper  skies : 
O  that  my  soul  might  burst  the  shade, 
And,  quickened  by  thy  death,  arise ! 

o 


6  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death, 
And  tremble,  and  asunder  part : 
0  rend  with  thine  expiring  breath 
The  harder  marble  of  my  heart! 

Charles  Wesley, 

90  7s,  6s.    D. 

0  SACRED  Head,  now  wounded, 
AVith  grief  and  shame  weighed  down, 
Now  scornfully  surrounded 

AVith  thorns,  thine  only  crown  ; 
O  sacred  Head,  what  glory, 

What  bliss  till  now  was  thine ! 
Yet,  thou  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain : 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain. 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour ! 

'Tis  I  deserve  thy  place ; 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

3  Be  near  me  when  I'm  dying, 

0  show  thy  cross  to  me ; 
And,  for  my  succor  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free : 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving. 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move ; 
For  he  who  dies  believing 

Dies  safely,  through  thy  love. 
Bernard  of  Clairvaux.    Tr.  by  J.  W.  A  lexander. 


91  7s,  6s.     D. 

JESUS  drinks  the  bitter  cup. 
The  wine-press  treads  alone ; 
Tears  the  graves  and  mountains  up 

By  his  expiring  groan : 
Lo,  the  powers  of  heaven  he  shakes ; 

Nature  in  convulsion  lies ; 
Earth's  profoundest  center  quakes : 
The  King  of  glory  dies ! 


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2  O  my  God,  he  dies  for  me, 

I  feel  the  mortid  smart ! 
See  him  iianging  on  the  tree, 

A  sight  that  breaks  my  heart! 
O  that  all  to  thee  might  turn ! 

Sinners,  ye  may  love  him  too : 
Look  on  him,  ye  pierced,  and  mourn 

For  one  vvlio  bled  for  yon. 

3  Weep  o'er  your  ilesire  and  liope 

With  teal's  of  humblest  love; 
Sing,  for  Jesus  is  gone  up, 

And  reigns  enthroned  above ! 
Lives  our  Head  to  die  no  more. 

Power  is  all  to  Jesus  given. 
Worshiped  as  he  was  before, 

Th'  immortal  King  of  heaven. 

Charles  Wcslci/. 

92  s.  M. 

OUR  sins  on  Christ  were  laid  ; 
He  bore  the  mighty  load  ; 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid 
In  groans,  and  tears,  and  blood. 

2  To  save  a  world,  he  dies ; 

Sinners,  behold  the  Lamb ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes; 
Seek  mercy  in  his  name. 

3  Pardon  and  peace  abound  ; 

He  will  j'our  sins  forgive  ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found  ; 
He  bids  the  sinner  live. 

4  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee ; 

Where  else  can  sinners  go  ? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  us  free 
From  wretchedness  and  woe. 

John  Faivcett. 

93  '-•  p- 

BOUND  upon  th'  accursed  tree. 
Faint  and  bleeding,  who  is  he? 
By  the  flesh  with  scourges  torn, 
By  the  crown  of  twisted  thorn, 


By  the  side  so  deeply  pierced. 

By  the  baffled,  l>urning  tliirst, 

By  the  drooping,  death-dewed  brow,— 

Son  of  man,  'tis  tiiou  I  'tis  thou ! 

L'  Bound  upon  th'  accursi^d  tree, 
Dread  and  awful,  who  Is  he? 
By  the  sun  at  noon-day  pale, 
Shiv'ring  rock,  and  rending  veil, 
Eden  i)romised,  ere  he  died. 
To  the  felon  at  his  side ; 
Lord,  our  suppliant  knees  we  bow, — 
Son  of  God,  'tis  thou  !  'tis  thou ! 

3  Bound  ujion  th'  accui-sed  tree. 
Sad  and  dying,  who  is  he? 
By  tiie  last  ami  bitter  cry, 
(iliost  given  ui>  in  agony, 

By  the  lifeless  body  laid 
In  the  chamber  of  the  dead. 
Crucified !  we  know  thee  now, — 
Son  of  man,  'tis  thou !  'tis  thou ! 

4  Bound  upon  th'  accursed  tree, 
Dread  and  awful,  who  is  he? 
By  the  spoiled  ami  empty  grave, 
By  the  souls  he  died  to  save, 

By  the  conquest  he  hath  won. 
By  the  saints  before  his  thrf)ne. 
By  the  rainbow  round  liis  brow, — 
Son  of  God,  'tis  thou  !  'tis  thou  ! 

Henry  Hurl  Milmun. 


94  c.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree! 
IIow  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  1 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans !  while  nature  shakes, 
And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 


SUFFEEINGS  AND  DEATH. 


3  'Tis  done !  the  precious  ransom's  paid ! 

"  Receive  my  soul ! "  he  cries : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head ! 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies ! 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine : 
0  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  })ain, 
Was  ever  love,  like  thine  ? 

Samuel  Wesley^  Sen. 


9b 


I  f^  L.  M 

IITHILE  in  the  agonies  of  death. 


V  T    The  Saviour  yields  his  latest  breath, 
We,  too,  will  mount  on  Calv'ry's  height, 
And  contemplate  the  wondrous  sight. 

2  O  Lamb  of  God,  by  faith  we  see 
How  all  our  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee : 
Thy  cross  we  see  ordained  by  heaven 
For  man  to  look,  and  be  forgiven. 

3  By  this  thy  saints  to  glory  come  ; 

By  this  they  brave  the  martyr's  doom  ; 
In  this  the  surest  proof  we  find 
Of  God's  vast  love  to  lost  mankind. 

4  O  banner  of  the  cross,  unfurled 

To  shine  with  glory  through  the  world, 
O  may  we  ever  cleave  to  thee, 
And  thou  shalt  our  salvation  be ! 

From  the  Latin.    Tr.  by  John  Chandler. 


96  L-  M.     6  1. 

OLOVE  divine !  what  hast  thou  done ! 
Th'  immortal  God  hath  died  for  me ! 
Tlie  Father's  coeternal  Son 

Bore  all  my  sins  upon  the  tree ! 
Th'  immortal  God  for  me  hath  died  : 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

2  Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pass  by, 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peace ! 


Come,  see,  ye  worms,  your  Maker  die, 

And  say,  was  ever  grief  like  his  ? 
Come,  feel  with  me  his  blood  applied : 
Mj'  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified ; — 

3  Is  crucified  for  me  and  you. 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God : 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true. 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood ; 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  side : 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

4  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  stream ; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  loss. 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him ; 
Of  nothing  think  or  speak  beside : 
]\Iy  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley. 

97  L.  M.     61. 

WOULD  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die  ? 
AVhy  hangs  he  then  on  yonder  tree? 
What  means  that  strange  expiring  cry? 

(Sinners,  he  prays  for  you  and  me :) 
"  Forgive  them.  Father,  0  forgive. 
They  know  not  that  by  me  they  live ! " 

2  Jesus,  descended  from  above. 

Our  loss  of  Eden  to  retrieve, 
Great  God  of  universal  love. 

If  all  the  world  through  thee  may  live, 
In  us  a  quick'ning  spirit  be. 
And  witness  thou  hast  died  for  me. 

3  Thou  loving,  all-atoning  Lamb, 

Thee — by  thy  painful  agony, 
Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  grief  and  shame, 

Thy  cross  and  passion  on  the  tree, 
Thy  precious  death  and  life — I  pray. 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

4  0  let  me  kiss  thy  bleeding  feet, 

And  bathe  and  wash  them  with  my  tears ; 


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The  story  of  thy  love  repeat 

In  every  drooping  sinner's  ears, 
That  all  may  hear  the  quick'ning  sound, 
Since  I,  e'en  I,  have  mercy  I'ound. 

5  O  let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain, 
Thy  love  for  every  sinner  free ; 
That  every  fallen  son  of  man 

May  taste  the  <;race  that  found  out  me 
That  all  mankind  with  me  may  prove 
Thy  sovereign,  everlasting  love. 

Cfmrlcs  M'cslci/. 


98  8,S,7.    D. 

NEAR  the  cross  was  ]\Iary  weeping, 
There  her  mournful  station  keeping, 
Gazing  on  her  dying  Son  : 
There  in  speechless  anguish  groaning, 
Yearning,  trembling,  sighing,  moaning. 
Through  her  soul  the  sword  had  gone. 

2  What  he  for  his  people  suffered, 
Stripes,  and  scoffs,  and  insults  offered. 

His  fond  motlier  saw  the  whole : 
Never  from  the  scene  retiring. 
Till  he  bowed  his  head  expiring, 

And  to  God  breathed  out  his  soul. 

3  But  we  have  no  need  to  borrow 
Motives  from  the  mother's  sorrow, 

At  our  Saviour's  cross  to  mourn  : 
'Twas  our  sins  brought  him  from  heaven  ; 
These  the  cruel  nails  liad  driven : 

All  his  griefs  for  us  were  borne. 

4  AVhen  no  eye  its  pity  gave  us, 
When  there  was  no  arm  to  save  us, 

He  his  love  and  power  displayed : 
By  his  stripes  he  wrought  our  healing, 
By  his  death,  our  life  revealing. 

He  for  us  the  ransom  paid. 


5  Jesus,  may  tliy  love  constrain  us, 
That  from  sin  we  may  refrain  us, 

In  thy  griefs  may  deeply  gi'ieve : 
Thee  our  best  affections  giving. 
To  thy  glory  ever  living. 
May  we  in  thy  glory  live ! 

Jacoponi  da  Todi. 
Tr.  bv  James  Waddcll  Alexander. 


99  8,S,  7.     D. 

11^ ROM  the  cross  the  l>lood  is  falling, 
And  to  us  a  voice  is  calling. 

Like  a  trumpet  silver  clear: 
'Tis  the  voice  announcing  pardon — 
It  is  finished,  is  its  burden, — 
Pardon  to  the  far  and  near. 
2  Peace  that  glorious  blood  is  sealing. 
All  our  wounds  forever  healing, 

And  removing  every  load : 
Words  of  peace  that  voice  has  spoken. 
Peace  that  shall  no  more  be  broken. 
Peace  between  mankind  and  God. 

Jloratins  Honor. 

100  LM 

Y  Saviour,  how  sliall  I  proclaim. 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  I  owi-? 
Let  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am. 
Ceaseless  to  all  thy  glory  show. 

2  Too  much  to  thee  I  can  not  give ; 

Too  much  I  can  not  do  for  thee : 
Let  all  thy  love,  and  all  thy  grief, 
Grav'n  on  my  heart  forever  be ! 

3  The  meek,  the  still,  the  lowly  mind, 

O  may  I  learn  from  thee,  my  Ciod ; 
And  love,  with  softest  pity  joined. 
For  those  tliat  trample  on  thy  blood  ! 

4  Still  let  thy  tears,  thy  groans,  thy  sighs, 

O'crfloAV  my  eyes  and  heave  my  breast; 
Till  loose  from  flesh  and  earth  I  rise. 
And  ever  in  thy  bosom  rest. 

Paul  Oerhardl.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 


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101  8,7 

IN  the  cross  of  Clirist  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 
Hopes  deceive  and  feare  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me ; 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

5  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 
By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

6  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

John  Boivring. 


102  L.  M. 

WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 


Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Isaac  Watts. 


103  L.  M. 

'mis  finished  !    The  Messiah  dies, 
X  Cut  off"  for  sins,  but  not  his  own  ! 
Accomplished  is  the  sacrifice, 
The  great  redeeming  work  is  done. 

2  'Tis  finished  !    All  the  debt  is  paid  ; 

Justice  divine  is  satisfied  ; 
The  grand  and  full  atonement  made  ; 
Christ  for  a  guilty  world  hath  died. 

3  The  veil  is  rent  in  Christ  alone  ; 

The  living  way  to  heaven  is  seen ; 
The  middle  wall  is  broken  down, 
And  all  mankind  may  enter  in. 

4  The  types  and  figures  are  falfill'd ; 

Exacted  is  the  legal  pain  ; 
The  precious  promises  are  sealed  ; 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  is  slain. 

5  Death,  hell,  and  sin,  are  now  subdued ; 

All  grace  is  now  to  sinners  given  ; 
And  lo !  I  plead  th'  atoning  blood, 
And  in  thy  right  I  claim  thy  heaven. 
Charles  Wesley. 


104 


7s. 


WHEN  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
God  descend  in  majesty. 
To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

2  When,  in  ecstasy  sublime. 
Tabor's  glorious  height  I  climb, 
In  the  too  transporting  light. 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 


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3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God,  in  Hesli  made  manifest, 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  forevei-  st;iy, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away  ; 
Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me. 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvai-y. 

James  Montgomery. 


105  7s 

SONS  of  God,  triumphant  rise, 
Shout  th'  accomplished  sacrifice! 
Shout  your  sins  in  Chiist  forgiven, 
Sons  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven ! 

2  Ye  that  round  our  altars  throng, 
List'ning  angels,  join  the  song ; 
Sing  with  us,  ye  heavenly  powers, 
Pardon,  grace,  and  glory,  ours  ! 

3  Love's  mysterious  work  is  done  ; 
Greet  we  now  th'  atoning  Son  ; 
Healed  and  quickened  by  his  blood. 
Joined  to  Christ,  and  one  with  God. 

4  Him  by  faith  \xg  taste  below, 
IMightier  joys  ordained  to  know, 
AVhen  his  utmost  grace  w^e  prove. 
Rise  to  heaven  by  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wcslcij. 


106  7s 

ROCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  ])lood. 
From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowed. 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  lanirnor  know, 
These  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 


Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
AVhen  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death. 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

Augitxlus  Montague  Toplady. 


107  c.  M. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood. 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountiiin  in  his  day ; 
Ami  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he. 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

3  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 
Tliy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Ki'deemiug  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then,  in  a  nol)ler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 
When  tliis  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  gravi". 

William  Cotrper. 


108  s.  M. 

ALLED  from  above,  I  rise, 
And  wash  away  my  sin; 
The  stream  to  which  my  spirit  flies 
Can  make  the  foulest  clean. 


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2  It  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountiiin  deep  and  wide ; 
'Twas  opened  by  the  soldier's  spear 
In  my  Redeemer's  side ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


109  s.  M. 

NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine. 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 

And  there  confess  my  sin. 

Isaac  Watts. 


110  L.M. 

'rpiS  midnight;  and  on  Olive's  brow 
JL  The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone : 
'Tis  midnight ;  in  the  garden,  now. 
The  suff 'ring  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  all  removed, 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears ; 
E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  Man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  ether-plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 
WiUiam  Bingham  Tappan. 


Ill  L   M 

BY  faith  I  to  the  fountain  fly. 
Opened  for  all  mankind  and  me. 
To  purge  my  sins  of  deepest  dye, 
My  life  and  heart's  impurity. 

2  From  Christ,  the  smitten  rock,  it  flows : 
The  purple  and  the  crystal  stream 
Pardon  and  holiness  bestows ; 
And  both  I  gain  through  faith  in  him. 
Charles  Wesley. 


112  L.  M. 

OTHOU  whose  off 'ring  on  the  tree 
The  legal  off" 'rings  all  foreshowed, 
Borrowed  their  whole  effect  from  thee, 
And  drew  their  virtue  from  thy  blood : 

2  The  blood  of  goats  and  bullocks  slain 

Could  never  for  one  sin  atone ; 
To  purge  the  guilty  off 'rer's  stain, 
Thine  was  tlie  work,  and  thine  alone. 

3  Yain  in  themselves  their  duties  were. 

Their  services  could  never  please, 
Till  joined  with  thine,  and  made  to  share 
The  merits  of  thy  righteousness. 

4  Forward  they  cast  a  faithful  look 

On  thy  approaching  sacrifice ; 
And  thence  their  pleasing  savor  took, 
And  rose  accepted  in  the  skies. 

5  Those  feeble  types  and  shadows  old 

Are  all  in  thee,  the  Truth,  fulfilled : 
We  in  thy  sacrifice  behold 
The  substance  of  those  rites  revealed. 

6  Thy  meritorious  suff 'rings  past. 

We  see,  by  faith,  to  us  brought  back ; 
And  on  thy  grand  oblation  cast. 
Its  saving  benefits  partake. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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113  8s,  7s,  48. 

HARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky : 

"  It  is  finished  ! " 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  "  It  is  finished  !  "    0  Avhat  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford  ! 

Heavenly  hlessings,  without  measure. 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord : 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name: 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

Jonallutn  Evans, 


114  C.  M. 

"Y^E  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord, 
X      Chase  all  your  fears  away ; 
And  bow  with  pleasure  down  to  see. 
The  jilace  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do  : 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay. 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  But  raise  your  eyes,  and  tune  your  sfmgs, 

The  Saviour  lives  again ; 
Not  all  the  ])olts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Conqu'ror  could  detain. 

4  High  o'er  th'  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 
"Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 


5  With  joy  like  his  shall  every  saint 
His  empty  tomb  survey ; 
Then  rise  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
Through  all  his  shining  way. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

115  c.  M. 

THE  Sun  of  righteousness  appears, 
To  set  in  blood  no  more : 
Adore  the  Scatt'rer  of  your  fears, 
Your  rising  Sun  adore. 

2  The  saint«,  when  he  resigned  his  breath, 

Unclosed  their  sleeping  eyes  : 
He  breaks  again  the  l)ands  of  death. 
Again  the  dead  arise. 

3  Alone  the  dreadful  race  he  ran. 

Alone  the  wine-press  trod : 
He  dies  and  suffers  as  a  man, 
lie  rises  as  a  God. 

4  In  vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 

For1)id  an  early  rise 
To  him  who  breaks  the  gates  of  hell, 
And  opens  paradise. 

Samuel  Wesley,  Jr. 


116  s  M 

'  'rpHE  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ; " 
1     He  lives  to  die  no  more ; 
He  lives  the  sinner's  cause  to  jjlead, 
AVhose  curse  and  .«hame  he  bore. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ; " 

Then  hell  has  lost  his  prey  ; 
Witli  him  has  risen  the  ransomed  seed. 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ; " 

Attending  angels  hear; 
TTj)  to  the  courts  of  heav(>n,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 


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4  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord  ; 

Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choirs, 

To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 

Thomas  Kelly, 


117  _      8s,  7s,  4s. 

COME,  ye  saints,  look  here  and  wonder  ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay  : 
He  has  burst  his  bands  asunder ; 
He  has  borne  our  sins  away : 

Joyful  tidings ! 
Yes,  the  Lord  has  risen  to-day. 

2  Jesus  triumphs !  sing  ye  praises ; 

By  his  death  he  overcame : 
Thus  the  Lord  his  glory  raises, 
Thus  he  fills  his  foes  with  shame : 

Sing  ye  praises ! 
Praises  to  the  Victor's  name. 

3  Jesus  triumphs !  countless  legions 

Come  from  heaven  to  meet  their  King ; 
Soon,  in  yonder  blessed  regions. 
They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing : 

Songs  eternal 
Shall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 
Thomas  Kelly. 


118  L.  M. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives ; 
"What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives ! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead  ; 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  Head ! 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love  ; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above ; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed ; 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath  ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare  ; 
He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 


4  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name  ; 
He  lives,  my  Saviour,  still  the  same  ; 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives, 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  ! 

Scumiel  Medley. 


119  L  M 

YE  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know, 
If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 
Superior  to  the  joys  below. 
His  resurrection's  power  declare. 

2  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove, 

By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  seek  the  glorious  things  above. 
And  follow  Christ,  your  Head,  to  heaven. 

3  There  your  exalted  Saviour  see. 

Seated  at  God's  right  hand  again, 
In  all  his  Father's  majesty, 
In  everlasting  pomp,  to  reign. 

4  To  him  continually  aspire. 

Contending  for  your  native  jilace; 
And  emulate  the  angel-choir. 
And  only  live  to  love  and  praise. 

5  For  who  by  faith  your  Lord  receive, 

Ye  nothing  seek  or  want  beside ; 
Dead  to  the  world  and  sin  ye  live  ; 
Your  creature-love  is  crucified. 

6  Your  real  life,  with  Christ  concealed, 

Deep  in  the  Father's  bosom  lies  ; 
And,  glorious  as  your  Head  revealed, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 
Charles  Wesley. 


120  L.  M. 

LORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky  : 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thv  state. 


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2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
Mort'  jxlorious,  wlion  the  Loid  was  there  : 
While  he  pronounced  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  trihes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  i)owers  of  hell. 
That  thousand  souls  had  ca})tives  made. 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne. 
He  sent  the  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  gi-ace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  agiun. 

Isaac  Watts. 

121  L.M. 

OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ! 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  i)ortals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates. 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 

3  "  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light. 

And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene : 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right — 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in ! " 

4  "  Wlio  is  tlie  King  of  glory  ?   Who  ?  " 

"  The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame, 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  liell  o'erthrew  ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqu'ror's  name." 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waife:. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates. 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way ! " 

6  "Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?  Who?" 

"  The  Tjord,  of  glorious  power  possessed. 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  forever  blessed." 

Charles  Wesley. 


122  c.  M. 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
Our  great  High  Priest  above  ; 
And  celebrate  his  consttvnt  care, 
And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  tlirone, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  liigh  o'er  all  the  shining  train, 
With  matchless  honoi-s  crowned, 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saint<  he  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  cverliusting  trust, 
When  gems,  and  momuueut«,  and  crowns. 

Are  moldered  down  to  dust, 
o  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my  heart 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard. 

To  endless  ages  borne. 

Philip  Doddridge . 


123  c.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  meditite  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within. 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean. 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feel)le  flesh 

Poured  out  strong  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  beai-s. 

4  He'll  never  quench  tlie  smoking  flax, 

P>ut  rais(»  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  1)ruisc'd  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 


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5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 

"We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 

In  the  distressing  hour. 

Isaac  Wafts. 


124  L.  M.     61. 

OTHOU  eternal  Victim,  slain, 
A  sacrifice  for  guilty  man, 
By  the  eternal  Spirit  made 
An  off'ring  in  the  sinner's  stead : 
Our  everlasting  Priest  art  thou. 
And  plead'st  thy  death  for  sinners  now 

2  Thy  off'ring  still  continues  new ; 
Thy  vesture  keeps  its  bloody  hue ; 
Thou  stand'st  th'  ever-slaughtered  Lamb 
Thy  priesthood  still  remains  the  same  : 
Thy  years,  0  God,  can  never  fail ; 
Thy  goodness  is  unchangeable. 

3  O  that  our  faith  may  never  move, 
But  stand  unshaken  as  thy  love : 
Sure  evidence  of  things  unseen, 
Now  let  it  pass  the  years  between. 
And  view  thee  bleeding  on  the  tree. 
My  God,  who  dies  for  me,  for  me  ! 

Charles  Weslei/. 

125  L.  M.     61. 

BEFORE  the  throne  my  Saviour  stands. 
My  Friend  and  Advocate  appears  : 
My  name  is  graven  on  his  hands, 

And  him  the  Father  always  hears  : 
While  low  at  Jesus'  cross  I  bow, 
He  hears  the  blood  of  sprinkling  now. 

2  This  instant  now  I  may  receive 

The  answer  of  his  powerful  prayer ; 
This  instant  now  by  him  I  live, 

His  prevalence  with  God  declare ; 
And  soon  my  spirit,  in  his  hands. 
Shall  stand  where  my  Forerunner  stands. 
Charles  Wesley. 


126  7s 

HAIL,  the  day  that  sees  Him  rise. 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes ! 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Reascends  his  native  heaven. 

2  There  the  pompous  triumph  waits : 
"  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in  ! " 

3  Circled  round  with  angel  powers, 
Their  triumphant  Lord  and  ours, 
Conqu'ror  over  death  and  sin — 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in ! 

4  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

5  See,  he  lifts  his  hands  above ! 
See,  he  shows  the  prints  of  love ! 
Hark,  his  gracious  lips  bestow 
Blessings  on  his  church  below ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


127  7s. 

^'pHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day," 
yj     Sons  of  men  and  angels  say ! 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high ! 
Sing,  ye  heavens  !  thou  earth,  reply! 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Fought  the  light,  the  battle  won : 
Lo !  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 

Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  foi'bids  his  rise ; 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 


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4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King ! 
Where,  0  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save, 
Where's  tliy  \ic't'ry,  boasting  grave? 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
Foll'wing  our  exalted  Head : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


128 


EARTH,  rejoice,  our  Lord  is  King ! 
Sons  of  men,  his  praises  sing ; 
Sing  ye  in  triumphant  strains, 
Jesus  our  Messiah  reigns ! 

2  Angels  and  archangels  join, 
All  triumphantly  combine ; 
All  in  Jesus'  praise  agree, 
Carrying  on  his  victory. 

3  Though  the  sons  of  night  blaspheme, 
]\Iore  there  are  with  us  than  them : 
God  with  us,  we  cannot  fear  ; 

Fear,  ye  fiends,  for  Christ  is  here ! 

4  Lo!  to  faith's  enlightened  sight 
All  the  mountain  flames  with  light: 
Hell  is  nigh,  but  God  is  nigher. 
Circling  us  with  hosts  of  fire. 

Charles  Wesley. 


2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed. 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid ; 
By  Almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven. 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood: 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  sid(i : 
There  for  sinner's  thou  art  i)leading. 

There  thou  dost  our  place  ])repare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding. 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worshij),  honor,  power,  and  blessing. 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceivsing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give : 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits  ; 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 

John  Bakcivell. 


129  8s,  7s.    D. 

HAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus ! 
Hail,  thou  Galilean  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor ; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 


130  c  M 

WHAT  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 
Around  thy  steps  below  ! 
What  patient  love  Wiis  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe  ! 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung ; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murm'ring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still. 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 


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4  0  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee, 

Like  thee,  0  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye 

In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Edward  Denny. 


131  c.  M. 

THE  head  that  once  was  crowned  with 
thorns 
Is  crowned  with  glory  now ; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 

Is  his  by  sovereign  right ; 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords, 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright ; 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love. 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given  ; 
Their  name,  an  everlasting  name — 
Their  joy,  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above  ; 
Their  profit  and  their  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 

6  To  them  the  cross  is  life  and  health, 

Though  shame  and  death  to  him  ; 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


132  c.  M. 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe. 

On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng. 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
AVe'll  join  the  everlasting  song. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Edward  Pcrronet. 

133  c.  M. 

HOW  great  the  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
Which  in  redemption  shine ! 
The  heavenly  host  with  joy  confess 
The  work  is  all  divine. 

2  Before  his  feet  they  cast  their  crowns. 

Those  crowns  which  Jesus  gave  ; 
And,  with  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 
Proclaim  his  power  to  save. 

3  They  tell  the  triumphs  of  his  cross, 

The  suff 'rings  which  he  bore, 
How  low  he  stooped,  how  high  he  rose. 
And  rose  to  stoop  no  more. 

4  O  let  them  still  their  voices  raise, 

And  still  their  songs  renew ; 
Salvation  well  deserves  the  praise 
Of  men  and  angels  too ! 

Benjamin  Beddome. 


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MEDIATION  OF   CHRIST. 


134  n.M. 

REJOICE!  the  Lord  is  King! 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore ; 
Mortals,  give  tlianks,  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  Hft  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns. 

The  God  of  truth  and  love ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains. 

He  took  his  seat  above : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail. 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand. 

Till  all  his  foes  submit. 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope ; 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come. 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home : 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice ; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


135  P-  M. 

ZION,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling. 
The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his 
birth  ! 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 
He  stoops  to  redeem   thee,  he   reigns 
upon  earth. 


Chorus. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing ; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King ! 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh ;  from  nation  to  nation, 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth 
echo  round : 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation. 
His   people   with    joy   everlasting   are 
crowned ! 

C?iorns. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  ti'iumphs,  IMessiah  is  King! 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bring- 

in" 
And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna 

arise ; 
Ye  angels, the  full  hallelujah  be  singing; 
One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth 

and  the  skies. 

Chorus. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exidtingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  trimnphs,  Messiah  is  King! 

William  Augustus  Muhlenberg. 


136  8.7.4. 

LOOK,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious : 
See  the  Man  of  sorrows  now  ; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow  : 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  him ; 

Rich  the  troi)hies  Jesus  l)rings  ; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings : 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  «laim  ; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 


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Own  his  title,  praise  his  name : 

Crown  him,  crown  liim ; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 

4  Hark,  those  bursts  of  acclamation ! 

Hark,  those  loud  triumpliant  chords  ! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station  : 
O  what  joy  the  sight  affords ! 

Crown  him,  crown  him, 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


137  8,7.    6  1. 

HARK,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices, 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above ! 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices ; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth : 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  O  bring  the  glorious  day. 
When,  the  awftil  summons  hearing. 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ; 
Then  with  golden  harps  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King ! " 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah. 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


138  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  : 
His  loving-kindness,  0  how  free  ! 


2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate : 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  great! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along ; 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood : 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good ! 

Sanniel  Medley. 


139  c.  p.  M. 

0  COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine ! 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt. 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine  ; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears. 

Exalted  on  his  throne : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come. 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face ; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

Samuel  Medley. 


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140  8S7..     D. 

MIGHTY  God,  while  angels  bless  thee, 
jNIay  a  mortal  lisp  thy  name  ? 
Lord  of  men  as  well  as  angels, 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days, 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation. 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise. 

2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature — 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought — 
For  created  works  of  i)ower, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought 
For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Through  thine  emjiire's  wide  domain, 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow, — 

Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

3  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  through  l)rightness  all  along! 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression  : 

AVho  dare  sing  that  awful  song? 
Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory. 

Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie? 
Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence ! 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

4  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 
Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful. 

Should  my  tongue  I'efuse  to  praise. 
From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deejiest  woe, 
All  to  ransom  guilty  captives — 

Flow,  my  praise,  forever  flow ! 

Robert  Robinson . 


141  H.  M. 

LET  earth  and  heaven  agree. 
Angels  and  men  be  joined, 
To  celebrate  with  me 
The  Saviour  of  mankind ; 


T'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name. 

2  Jesus  !  transporting  sound ! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heaven: 
No  other  help  is  found, 

No  other  name  is  given. 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have; 
But  Jesus  came  the  woild  to  save. 

3  0  unexampled  love ! 

O  all-redeeming  grace ! 
How  swiftly  didst  tiiou  move 

To  save  a  fallen  rat-e ! 
What  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known 
AVhat  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done? 

4  O  for  a  trumpet  voice. 

On  all  the  world  to  call ! 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 

In  Him  who  died  for  all ! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucified  ; 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  died. 

Charles  Wesley. 


142  c.  M. 

BEHOLD  where  in  a  mortal  form 
Appears  each  grace  divine  ! 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met. 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light. 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 

A  friend  and  servant  found  : 
lie  washed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears. 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  Midst  keen  reproach  and  cniel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  : 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  : 
He  labored  for  their  good. 


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5  In  the  last  hours  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ! " 

6  Be  Christ  our  Pattern  and  our  Guide ! 

His  image  may  we  bear ! 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share ! 

William  Enfield. 


143  c.M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
AVith  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  : " 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  hearts  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Waits. 


144  c.  M. 

MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end. 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 
Thy  goodness  I  adore : 
Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 


3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road ; 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength. 
To  see  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake !  awake !  my  tuneful  powers  : 

With  this  delightful  song 

I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 

Nor  think  the  season  long. 

Isaac  Watt>i. 


145^  c.  M. 

JESUS,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 
That  radiant  form  of  thine ; 
The  veil  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Thy  blessed  face  and  mine. 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not, 

Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me  ; 
And  earth  has  ne'er  so  dear  a  spot 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3  Like  some  bright  dream  that  comes  un- 

sought 
When  slumbers  o'er  me  roll. 
Thine  image  ever  fills  my  thought, 
And  charms  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Yet  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone, 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord,  and  will, 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

5  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal, 

And  still  this  throbbing  heart. 

The  rending  veil  shall  thee  reveal, 

All-glorious  as  thou  art. 

Ray  Palmer. 


146 


CM. 


0 


JESUS,  Light  of  all  below, 
Thou  Fount  of  living  fire. 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know. 
And  all  we  can  desire ! 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHlilST. 


2  When  once  tliou  visitest  the  heart 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine, 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart, 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  0  Jesus,  Saviour,  hear  the  sighs 

Which  unto  thee  we  send ; 

To  thee  our  inmost  spirit  cries 

To  thee  our  ijrayere  ascend. 

4  Abide  with  us,  and  let  thy  light 

Shine,  Lord,  on  every  heart ; 
Dispel  tlie  darkness  of  our  night. 
And  joy  to  all  impart. 

5  O  Jesus,  King  of  earth  and  heaven. 

Our  Life  and  Joy !  to  thee 
Be  honor,  thanks,  and  blessing  given 
Through  all  eternity ! 
Bernard  of  Clairvaux.   Tr.  by  Edward  Caswall, 


147  c.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  glories  of  tlic  Lamb 
Amidst  his  Father's  throne ! 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet. 

The  Church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweetest  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain 

Be  endless  blessings  paid : 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  pris'nera  free. 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

Isaac  'n'alts. 


148  .S7.  D. 

LORD,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 
For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows ; 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows : 
Help,  0  God,  my  weak  endeavor ; 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise ; 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  my  soul  ])e  warmed  to  praise. 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

AV retched  wanderer,  far  astray ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  aAvay : 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling. 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear. 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing. 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 

3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lijis  expre.ss ; 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling. 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless ; 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise ; 
And,  since  words  can  never  meiusure. 

Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

Francis  Scotl  Key. 

149  7s 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme ; 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 
Ye  who  his  salvation  prove. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears ; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

3  Welcome  all  by  sin  oppressed, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest : 
Nothing  l)ronght  him  from  above. 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 


LOVE  TO  CHRIST. 


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4  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring ; 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerfiil  string ; 
Mortals,  join  the  host  above, 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

John  Lang  ford. 


150  H.  M. 

SHALL  hymns  of  grateful  love 
Through  heaven's  high  arches  ring, 
And  all  the  hosts  above 

Their  songs  of  triumph  sing ; 
And  shall  not  we  take  up  the  strain, 
And  send  the  echo  back  again  ? 

2  Shall  they  adore  the  Lord, 

Who  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
And  all  the  love  record 

That  led  them  home  to  God ; 
And  shall  not  we  take  up  the  strain. 
And  send  the  echo  back  again  ? 

3  O  spread  the  joyful  sound. 

The  Saviour's  love  proclaim, 
And  puljlish  all  around 

Salvation  through  his  name ; 
Till  all  the  world  take  up  the  strain, 
And  send  the  echo  back  again. 

James  J.  Cummins. 


151  C.  M. 

MY  God !  I  love  thee,  not  because 
I  hope  for  heaven  thereby ; 
Nor  yet  because,  if  I  love  not, 
1  must  forever  die ; 

2  Not  for  the  sake  of  gaining  aught, 

Not  seeking  a  reward. 
But  as  thyself  hast  loved  me, 
0  ever-loving  Lord. 

3  Thou,  0  my  Saviour,  thou  didst  me 

Upon  the  cross  embrace. 
For  me  didst  bear  the  nails  and  spear 
And  manifold  disgrace. 


4  And  griefs  and  torments  numberless, 

And  sweat  of  agony, 
E'en  death  itself — and  all  for  me, 
Who  was  thine  enemy. 

5  Then  why,  since  thou  first  lovedst  me, 

Should  I  not  love  thee  well. 
E'en  though  I  had  not  heaven  to  win 
Or  to  escape  from  hell  ? 

6  So  will  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord, 

And  in  thy  praise  will  sing. 
Because  thou  art  my  Saviour  God, 

And  my  eternal  King. 
Francis  Xavier.    Tr.  by  Edward  Caswall. 


152  c.  M. 

JESUS,  the  very  thought  of  thee 
With  sweetness  fills  the  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
O  Saviour  of  mankind ! 

3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

O  Joy  of  all  the  meek. 
To  those  who  ask,  how  kind  thou  art ! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek ! 

4  But  what      those  who  find  ?    Ah,  this 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show : 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is. 
None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

5  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou. 

As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be ; 
In  thee  be  all  our  glory  now. 
And  through  eternity. 
Bernard  of  Clairvaux.    Tr.  hy  Edward  Caswall. 


153  c.  M. 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds. 
And  drives  awav  his  fear. 


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OF  CHRIST. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

155                    C.  M. 

And  cahns  tlie  troubled  breast ; 

r)LUNGFD  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
-L     We  wretched  sinners  lay. 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hun^^ry  soul, 

And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 

3  Dear  Name,  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

One  spark  of  glimui'ring  day. 

My  shield  and  hiding  place ; 

2  AVith  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

My  never-failing  treasury,  filled 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 

With  boundless  stores  of  grace ! 

He  saw,  and  (0  amazing  love!) 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 

He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3Iy  Proi)het,  Priest,  and  King ; 

.*>  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 

With  joyful  ha,«te  he  fled. 

Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

5  "Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 

4  0  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art. 

Their  lasting  silence  break. 

I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 

6  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

The  Saviour's  praises  speak  ! 

"With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 

And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 

Eefresh  my  soul  in  death ! 

But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes. 

John  ypicton. 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told ! 

Isaac  Walts. 

154               c.  M. 

"I  TAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
.AX.  Upon  the  Saviour's  ])row  ; 

156               c.  M. 

TESUS,  I  love  thy  i-hanniiig  name, 
0     'Tis  nuisic  to  my  ear  ; 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  erowned, 

His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 

2  He  saw  me  ]>lunged  in  deep  distress. 

That  eartli  and  heaven  should  hear. 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 

2  Yes,  thou  art  i)recious  to  my  soul, 

For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross. 

My  transport  and  my  trust ; 

And  carried  all  my  grief. 

Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys, 

3  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode. 

And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

He  brings  my  weary  feet. 

:;  All  my  capacious  powei-s  can  wish, 

Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  (^od. 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet; 

And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear. 

4  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

Such  proofs  of  love  Divine, 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart. 

Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there; 

Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 

Samuel  Stennrlf. 

Tlie  cordial  of  its  care. 

LOVE  TO  CHRIST. 


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5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 
With  my  last,  lab'ring  breath ; 
Then  speechless  clasp  thee  in  mine  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death, 

Philip  Doddridge. 


157  L-  M. 

JESUS,  thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts, 
Thou  Fount  of  life,  thou  Light  of  men, 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts, 
We  turn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 

2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood  ; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call ; 
To  them  that  seek  thee,  thou  art  good ; 
To  them  that  find  thee,  all  in  all. 

3  We  taste  thee,  O  thou  Living  Bread, 

And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still ; 
We  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountain-Head, 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast; 
Glad,  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  O  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay ; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away. 

Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light. 
Bernard  of  Clairvaux.    Tr.  by  Ray  Palmer. 


158  L.M.    OL 

THOU  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  Love  divine. 
My  help  and  refuge  fi-om  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine ; 
And  lo !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
I  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is, 

And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above ; 
Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace. 


And  joy,  and  everlasting  love : 
To  me,  with  thy  great  name,  are  given 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art; 

]\Iy  rest  in  toil ;  my  ease  in  pain ; 
The  med'cine  of  my  broken  heart; 

In  war,  my  peace ;  in  loss,  my  gain ; 
]\Iy  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown  ; 
In  shame,  my  glorj--  and  my  crown; — 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply ; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty  ; 

My  light  in  Satan's  darkest  hour; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable ; 
My  life  in  death — my  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley, 

159  s.  M. 

REDEEMER  of  mankind, 
Who  on  thy  name  rely, 
A  constant  intercourse  we  find 
Opened  'twixt  earth  and  sky. 

2  Mercy,  and  grace,  and  peace, 

Descend  through  thee  alone ; 
And  thou  dost  all  our  services 
Present  before  the  throne. 

3  On  us  thy  Father's  love 

Is  for  thy  sake  bestowed : 

Thou  art  our  Advocate  above. 

Thou  art  our  way  to  God : 

4  Our  way  to  God  we  trace. 

And  through  thy  name  forgiven, 
From  step  to  step,  from  grace  to  gi'ace. 
On  thee  we  climb  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


160  s  M 

MY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Thy  beauties  are  divine ; 
Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow, 
And  everv  grace  is  thine. 


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2  Now  make  thy  glories  known, 

Gird  on  tliy  dreadful  sword, 
And  ride  in  majesty,  to  si)read. 
The  conquests  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 

Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey ; 
While  justice,  meekness,  grace,  and  truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  shall  ever  stiind ; 
And  thy  victorious  gosjK'l  x)rove3 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath,  without  measure,  shed 
His  Si)irit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 

Isaac  Watts, 


161  s  M 

GRACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound! 
Harmonious  to  my  ear ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  (hat  grace  display 
"Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  Avork  shall  crown. 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  laj'S  in  heaven  the  tojjuiost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

JVi  Hip  Doddridye. 

162  s.  M. 

To  God,  the  onlj''  wise. 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 


2  He  will  present  our  souls. 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face. 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

3  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

4  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 

Wisdom  with  power  belongs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

Isaac  Watts. 


163  8s,  7s,  4s. 

LO !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending. 
Once  for  favored  sinners  slain ! 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train! 

Hallelujah! 
God  appears  on  earth  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  : 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree. 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  Yea,  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thy  eternal  throne! 
Saviour,  t;vke  the  power  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own! 

Jah !  Jehovah  ! 
Everlasting  God,  come  down ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


164 


L.  M. 


N 


ATURE  with  open  volume  stands 
To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad ; 

Vud  every  labor  of  his  hands 
Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 


SECOND  COMING  OF  CHRIST. 


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2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man, 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines ; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  O !  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  God,  the  Saviour,  loved  and  died ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

4  I  would  forever  speak  his  name, 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown ; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

Isaac  Watts. 


165  L-  M. 

OF  Him  who  did  salvation  bring 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing : 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve  ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given ! 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven : 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blushed  in  blood ; 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God : 


Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love  ;  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan ; 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry : 

Ah !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 

Ah !  who  that  loves  can  love  enough  ? 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux.    Tr.  hy  A.  W.  Boehm. 


166  L.  M. 

Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
The  wonders  of  liis  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below. 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'Twas  he  who  cleansed  our  foulest  sins, 

And  washed  us  in  his  richest  blood : 
'Tis  he  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings. 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  superior  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed — 
Let  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

Isaac  Watts, 


SECTIOjS^  III. 

OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


167  L-M.    6  1. 

CRKATOR,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 
The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come,  visit  every  waiting  mind, 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind  : 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  tliy  tem])les  worthy  thee. 

2  0  Source  of  uncreated  heat, 
The  Father's  promised  Paraclete ! 
Thrice  holy  Fount,  immortal  Fire, 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  insi)ire: 
Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring, 
To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 

3  Plenteous  of  grace,  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  sevenfold  energy ! 

Tliou  Strength  of  His  almiglity  hand, 
Whose  power  does  heaven  and  earth  com- 
mand, 
Refine  and  jnirge  our  earthly  part", 
And  stamj)  thine  image  on  our  heart«. 
Jiabanus  Maurits.    Tv.  bj-  John  Dryden. 


168  L.  M. 

JESUS,  we  on  the  words  depend, 
Sj)oken  l)y  thee  while  present  liere : 
"The  Father  in  my  name  shall  send 
The  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter." 

2  That  promise  made  to  Adam's  race. 
Now,  Lord,  in  ns,  e'en  us  fulfill; 
And  give  the  Spirit  of  thy  grace 
To  teach  us  all  thy  perfect  will. 
(56) 


3  That  lieavenly  Teacher  of  mankind. 

That  Guide  iiilalHl)le,  impart. 
To  Ijring  thy  sayings  tt)  our  mind, 
And  write  them  on  our  faithful  heart. 

4  That  peace  of  God,  that  peace  of  thine, 

O  might  he  now  to  us  bring  in, 
Anil  fill  our  souls  with  power  divine, 
And  make  an  end  of  fear  and  sin  ! 

CfiarU's  Wesley. 


169  L  M 

LORD,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 
The  apostolic  promise  given  ; 
We  wait  the  jientecostal  powers, 
The  Holy  Ghost  sent  down  fi-om  heaven. 

2  Ah !  leave  us  not  to  mourn  below. 

Or  long  for  thy  return  to  pine ; 

Now,  Lord,  the  Comforter  bestow, 

And  fix  in  us  the  Guest  divine. 

3  Assembled  here  with  one  accord, 

Cahuly  we  wait  the  ]iromised  grace. 
The  purchase  of  our  dying  I^ird  : 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  fdl  tlic  place. 
Charles  Wexlry. 

170  8^,  Os. 

LET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky ! 
Christ,  our  ascended  Tx)rd, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 

According  to  his  word  : 
All  hail  the  day  of  Pcntc-cost, 
The  coming  of  the  Holy  Ghost! 


OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


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2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  Hfe  creates  within  ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 

Of  trespasses  and  sin  : 
All  hail  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
The  coming  of  the  Holy  Ghost ! 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  shows  them  unto  men ; 
The  fallen  soul  his  temple  makes, 

God's  image  stamps  again : 
All  hail  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
The  coming  of  the  Holy  Ghost! 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 

AVith  thy  celestial  fire ; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love, 

Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire : 
Be  this  our  day  of  Pentecost, 
The  coming  of  the  Holy  Ghost ! 

Thomas  Cotterill. 


171  C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 
Let  us  thine  influence  prove ; 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire. 
Fountain  of  light  and  love. 

2  Come,  Holy  Ghost — for,  moved  by  thee. 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke — 
Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key ; 
Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

3  Expand  thy  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night ; 
On  our  disorder'd  spirits  move, 
And  let  there  now  be  light. 

4  God,  through  himself,  we  then  shall  know, 

If  thou  within  us  shine ; 
And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 
The  depths  of  love  divine. 

Charles  Wesley. 


172  c.  M. 

SPIRIT  Divine,  attend  our  prayer. 
And  make  our  hearts  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power ; 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come ! 

2  Come  as  the  light :  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe ; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  flame ; 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  oflTering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  wind,  with  rushing  sound, 

With  Pentecostal  grace ; 
And  make  the  great  salvation  known 
Wide  as  the  human  race. 

5  Come  as  the  dove,  and  spread  thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love ; 
And  let  thy  Church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  thy  Church  above. 

Andrew  Reed. 


173  c.  M. 

THE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 
And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  sliine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

William  Cowjicr. 


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OFFICES   OF   THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


174  s.  M. 

SPIRIT  of  iiiith,  come  down, 
Reveal  the  things  of  God ; 
And  make  to  us  the  Godhead  known, 
And  witness  with  the  hlood. 

2  'Tis  thine  the  blood  t'  apply. 

And  give  us  eyes  to  see, 

Who  did  for  every  sinner  die. 

Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

3  No  man  can  truly  say 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
"Unless  thou  take  the  veil  away, 
And  breathe  the  living  word. 

4  Then,  only  then,  we  feel 

Our  interest  in  his  blood, 
And  cry,  with  joy  unspeakable, 
"  Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God ! " 

5  O  that  the  world  might  know 

The  all-atoning  Lamb ! 
Spirit  of  faith,  descend,  and  show 
The  virtue  of  his  name. 

6  The  grace  which  all  may  find. 

The  saving  power,  impart ; 
And  testify  to  all  mankind. 
And  speak  in  every  heart. 

7  Inspire  the  living  faith, 

AVhich  whosoe'er  receives, 
The  witness  in  himself  lie  hath. 
And  consciously  believes ; — 

8  The  faith  that  conquers  all, 

And  doth  the  mountain  move, 
And  saves  whoe'er  on  Jesus  call, 
And  perfects  them  in  love. 

Charles  Wei>ley. 


175  L-  P-  M. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quick'ning  fire. 
Come,  and  my  hallowed  heart  inspire, 
Sprinkled  with  tlie  atoning  blood : 


Now  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal  ; 
Thy  mighty  working  let  me  feel. 
And  know  that  I  am  born  of  God. 

2  Hnmljle,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 
O  may  I,  as  a  little  child, 

My  lowly  Master's  steps  pursue ! 
Be  anger  to  my  soul  unknown ; 
Hate,  envy,  jealousy,  be  gone : 

In  love  create  thou  all  things  new. 

3  Let  earth  no  more  my  heart  divide; 
With  Christ  may  I  be  crucified  ; 

To  thee  with  my  whole  heart  aspire: 
Dead  to  the  world  and  all  its  toys, 
Its  idle  pomp,  and  fading  joys. 

Be  thou  alone  my  one  desire ! 

4  My  will  be  swallowed  up  in  thee ! 
Light  in  thy  light  still  may  I  see. 

Beholding  thee  with  open  face: 
Called  the  full  power  of  faith  to  prove. 
Let  all  my  liallowed  heart  be  love, 

And  all  my  spotless  life  be  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 


176  s.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
With  energy  divine, 
And  on  this  poor,  benighted  soul, 
AVith  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  0  melt  this  frozen  heart; 

This  stubborn  will  subdue ; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew  ! 

3  The  profit  will  he  mine. 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise; 
And  unto  thee  will  I  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

Benjamin  licddome. 


OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


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177 


S.  M. 


OCOME,  and  dwell  in  me, 
Spirit  of  power  within ! 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear,  and  sin. 

2  This  inward,  dire  disease. 

Spirit  of  health,  remove, 
Spirit  of  finished  holiness, 
Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

3  Hasten  the  joyful  day 

Which  shall  my  sins  consume. 
When  old  things  shall  be  done  away, 
And  all  things  new  become. 

4  I  want  the  witness,  Lord, 

That  all  I  do  is  right. 
According  to  thy  will  and  word. 
Well  pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

5  I  ask  no  higher  state ; 

Indulge  me  but  in  this ; 
And  soon  or  later  then  translate 
To  my  eternal  bliss. 

Charles  Wesley. 


178  c.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys ; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys ! 

3  In  .vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs. 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  And  shall  M'e  then  forever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great? 


5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

Isaac  Watts. 


179  c.  M. 

CELESTIAL  Dove,  come  from  above. 
And  guide  me  in  thy  ways ; 
My  heart  prepare  for  solemn  prayer, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Open  mine  eyes,  and  make  me  wise. 

My  int'rest  to  discern ; 
From  every  sin,  without,  within. 
Incline  my  heart  to  turn. 

3  Fly  to  my  aid,  when  I'm  afraid, 

Or  plunged  in  deep  distress ; 
My  foes  subdue,  and  bring  me  through 
This  howling  wilderness. 

Bcnju-)nin  Beddome. 


180  L-  M. 

IT^ATHER,  if  justly  still  we  claim 
To  us  and  ours  the  promise  made. 
To  us  be  graciously  the  same, 
And  crown  with  living  fire  our  head. 

2  Our  claim  admit,  and  from  above 

Of  holiness  the  Spirit  shower. 
Of  wise  discernment,  humble  love, 
And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  power. 

3  The  Spirit  of  convincing  speech. 

Of  power  demonstrative,  impart, 
Such  as  may  every  conscience  reach, 
And  sound  the  unbelieving  heart,— 

4  The  Spirit  of  refining  fire. 

Searching  the  inmost  of  the  mind. 
To  purge  all  fierce  and  foul  desire, 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind. 


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OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


b  The  Spirit  breathe  of  inward  life, 

Which  in  our  hearts  thy  laws  may  write, 
Then  grief  expires,  and  pain,  and  strife ; 
'Tis  nature  all, — and  all  delight. 

Henry  More. 


181  L.  M. 

ON  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower, 
Tlie  earth  in  rigliteousness  renew  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  and  hell's  o'erpower. 
And  to  thy  sceptre  all  subdue. 

2  Like  mighty  winds  or  torrents  fierce. 

Let  it  opjiosei-s  all  o'errun ; 
And  every  law  of  sin  reverse, 
That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 

3  Yea,  let  it,  Lord,  in  every  place 

Its  richest  energy  declare ; 
While  lovely  tempers,  fruits  of  grace. 
The  kingdom  of  thy  Christ  prepare. 

4  Grant  this,  O  holy  God  and  true  ! 

The  ancient  seers  thou  didst  inspire ; 
To  us  perform  the  promise  due ; 
Descend,  and  crown  lis  now  with  fire. 
Henry  More. 


182  fis,  4s. 

C0:ME,  Holy  Gliost,  in  love, 
Slied  on  us  from  above 
Thine  own  l:)right  ray ! 
Divinely  good  thou  art ; 
Thy  sacred  gifts  impart 
To  gladden  each  sad  heart : 
0  come  to-day ! 

2  Come,  t^nderest  Friend,  and  best, 
Our  most  delightful  Guest, 

Witli  soothing  power ; 
Rest,  which  the  weary  know. 
Shade,  'mid  the  noontide  glow. 
Peace,  when  deep  griefs  o'erflow. 

Cheer  us,  this  hour! 


3  Come,  all  the  faithful  bless ; 
Let  all  who  Christ  confess 

His  praise  employ : 
Give  virtue's  lich  reward ; 
Victorious  death  accord, 
And,  with  our  glorious  Lord, 
Eternal  joy ! 
From  the  Latin.    Tr.  by  Itay  Palmer. 


183  c.  M. 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Tlie  tokens  of  tliy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints. 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart. 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come ; 

May  thy  blest  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Safely  convey  me  home ! 

Isaac  Watts. 


184  c.  M. 

SOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
Allow  my  hum])le  claim  ; 
Nor,  while  a  worm  would  raise  its  head, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 

2  "  My  Father,  God ! "  how  sweet  the  sound  I 

How  tender  and  how  dear ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart ; 
And  show  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 


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Cheered  by  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwav'ring  I  believe ; 
Thou  know'st  I  "Abba,  Father,"  cry; 

Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


185  c.  M. 

GREAT  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power 
All  creatures  live  and  move. 
On  us  thy  benediction  shower ; 
Inspire  our  souls  with  love. 

2  Hail,  Source  of  light!  arise  and  shine ; 

Darkness  and  doubt  dispel ; 
Give  peace  and  joj^,  for  we  are  thine ; 
In  us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 

And  full  redemption  bring; 
New  tongues  impart  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 

To  all  the  world  beside ; 
Exulting  then  we  feel  and  own 
Our  Saviour  glorified. 

Thomas  Haiveis. 


Hear,  O  hear  our  supplication, 
Blessed  Spirit,  God  of  peace ! 

Rest  upon  this  congregation. 
With  the  fullness  of  thy  grace. 

Paul  Gerhardt.    Tr.  by  J.  C.  Jacobi. 


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186 


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OLY  GHOST,  dispel  our  sadness ; 

Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night ; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  joy  and  gladness, 

Breathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thy  light : 
From  the  height  w^hich  knows  no  measure. 

As  a  gracious  shower  descend, 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 


2  Author  of  the  new  creation, 

Come  with  unction  and  with  power : 
Make  our  hearts  thy  halMtation  ; 
On  our  souls  thy  graces  shower : 


187  7s. 

OLY  GHOST,  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine. 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control. 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine. 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart. 
Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all-divine, 
Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne. 
Reign  supreme — and  reign  alone. 

Andrew  Seed. 


188  s.  M. 

LORD  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 
In  this  accepted  hour. 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power! 

2  We  meet  with  one  accord 

In  our  appointed  place. 
And  Avait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

3  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 

Upon  the  waves  beneath. 
Move  W'ith  one  impulse  every  mind, 
One  soul,  one  feeling,  breathe. 


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4  The  young,  the  old,  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  al)ove ; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire 
To  pray,  and  i)raise,  and  love. 

5  Spirit  of  light,  explore. 

And  chase  our  gloom  away, 
AVith  lustre  shining  more  and  more 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

6  Spirit  of  truth,  be  thou 

In  life  and  death  our  guide; 
O  Sj)irit  of  adoption,  now 
May  we  be  sanctified ! 

James  Montgomery. 


189  c.  M. 

COINIE,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire; 
This  one  great  gift  impart — 
What  most  I  need,  and  most  desire, 
A  humble  holy  heart. 

2  Bear  witness  I  am  born  again, 

My  many  sins  forgiven  ; 
Nor  let  a  gloomy  doubt  remain 
To  cloud  my  hope  of  heaven. 

3  More  of  myself  grant  I  may  know, 

From  sin's  deceit  be  free ; 
In  all  the  Christian  graces  grow, 
And  live  alone  to  thee. 

A  sahel  Nettleton. 

190  7s      D 

HOLY  SPIRIT,  faithful  Guide, 
Ever  near  the  Christian's  side. 
Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand, 
Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land  ; 
Weary  souls  fore'er  rejoice, 
AVhilc  they  hear  that  sweetest  voice, 
Whisp'ring  softly,  "  Wanderer,  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home." 

2  Ever  present,  truest  Friend, 
Ever  near  thine  aid  to  lend, 


Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear, 
Groping  on  in  darkness  drear. 
When  the  storms  are  raging  sore. 
Hearts  grow  faint,  and  hopes  give  o'er — 
Whisper  softly,  "  Wanderer,  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home." 

3  When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease. 
Waiting  still  for  sweet  release. 
Nothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Trusting  that  our  names  are  there ; 
Wading  deep  tlio  dismal  flood. 
Pleading  naught  l)ut  Jesus'  blood, — 
Whisper  softly,  "  Wanderer,  come ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home." 

Marcus  Morris  Wells. 


191  L  M 

0  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God, 
In  all  the  fullness  of  thy  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race  ! 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  :  ^ 

Give  power  and  unction  from  above. 
Whene'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength,  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath  ! 

4  Baptize  the  nations !  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify. 
Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

5  God  from  eternity  hath  willed 

All  flesh  shall  his  salvation  see: 

So  be  the  Father's  love  fulfilled, 

The  Saviour's  suff 'rings  crowned  through 

thee' 

James  Montgomery. 


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192  L.  M. 

MTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay ! 
KJ   Tliougli  I  have  done  thee  such  despite  ; 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steeled  my  stubborn  heart. 

And  still  shook  off  my  guilty  fears ; 
And  vexed  and  urged  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellious  years  j 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received ; 


Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved; 

4  Yet  O :  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High-Priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 
T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 

5  This  only  woe  I  deprecate ; 

This  only  plague  I  pray  remove ; 
Nor  leave  me  in  my  lost  estate ; 
Nor  curse  me  with  this  want  of  love. 
Charles  Wesley, 


SECTIOlSr  lY. 

INSTITUTIONS  OF  CHRISTIANITY. 

1.  THE  CHURCH. 


193  H.  M. 

OXE  sole  baptismal  sign, 
C)ne  Lord  below,  above. 
One  faith,  one  hope  divine. 

One  only  watch-word,  love : 
From  diff'rent  temples  thoufjh  it  rise. 
One  song  ascendeth  to  the  skies. 

2  Our  Sacrifice  is  one ; 

Our  Priest  before  the  throne. 
The  slain,  the  risen  Son, 

Redeemer,  Lord  alone : 
Thou  who  didst  raise  him  from  the  dead. 
Unite  thy  peojile  in  their  Head. 

3  Head  of  thy  Church  beneath. 

The  catholic,  the  true, 
On  all  her  members  breathe. 

Her  unity  renew : 
Then  shall  thy  perfect  will  be  done. 
When  Christians  love  and  live  as  one. 
George  Robinson. 


194  s  M 

I  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
.  The  house  of  thine  abode, 
Tiie  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  bought 
AVith  his  own  precious  blood. 

(W) 


2  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God ! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  her  sons 

]My  voice  or  hands  deny, 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake. 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare,  or  her  woe. 
Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  every  grief  o'erflow. 

5  For  her  my  teai-s  shall  fiill, 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  care«  and  toils  l)e  given. 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  comnnmion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  i)raise. 

Timothy  Dwiyht. 


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^  Ss,  7s,  4s. 

^lON  stands  with  hills  surroundetl, 


lJ    Zion,  kejit  by  power  <livine 
All  her  foes  shall  lie  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine; 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 


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2  Every  human  tie  may  perish ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove ; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish ; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 

God  is  with  thee, 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


196  c.  M. 

THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light. 
And  my  salvation  too ; 
God  is  my  strength ;  nor  will  I  fear 
AVhat  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires — 

O  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints. 
The  temples  of  my  God ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  th}^  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear. 

There  may  his  children  hide : 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

Isaac  Watts. 


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197  CM. 

[OW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, 

"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear. 
And  keep  the  solemn  day ! " 

5 


2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ! 

The  Church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown. 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints ; 

And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
AVe  tremble,  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

6  My  soul  shall  praj'  for  Zion  still. 

While  life  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell. 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

Isaac  Watts. 


198  c.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know 
The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go^ 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  sjiirits  up,, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope  - 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defense. 
Strength  and  salvation  gives : 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

Isaac  Walts, 


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199  L-  M. 

GiOI)  iri  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
^   When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 
I'>e  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there — 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world — 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  I.oud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar — 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide ; 
AVhile  every  nation,  every  shore. 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word. 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

Isaac  Wails. 


L.  M. 


200 

rnil  E  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 
J-     My  God ;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house ; 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  0  thou  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 
To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray, 
All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes. 
And  grateful  isles  of  every  sea. 

o  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shalt  choose, 
And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee — 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house, 
To  taste  thy  love  divinely  free. 

4  Soon  sliall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Zion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord : 


The  rising  and  the  setting  sun 

Shall  see  the  Saviour's  name  aaoreu. 

Isaac  H'dtls. 


201  L-M. 

GREAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  eartli 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Sliould  tempt  my  feet  t(j  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day : 
(.iod  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin. 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  (itod  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too : 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

Isaac  Walls. 


202  LM. 

GOD,  in  his  earthly  temple,  lays 
Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise  • 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well ; 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  visits  every  house 
That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay 
AVhere  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

.S  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honor  to  appear 
As  one  new-born  or  nourished  there. 
Isaac  Watts. 


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203  L.  M. 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  strong  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  Blest  are  the  saints  that  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above. 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace : 
Here  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  their  way  to  Zion's  gate : 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length, 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 


204  7^,6s.    D. 

GREAT  is  our  redeeming  Lord, 
In  power,  and  truth,  and  grace ; 
Him,  by  highest  heaven  adored. 

His  Church  on  earth  doth  praise : 
In  the  city  of  our  God, 

In  his  holy  mount  below. 
Publish,  spread  his  name  abroad. 
And  all  his  greatness  show. 
2  Sion's  God  is  all  our  own, 
Who  on  his  love  rely  ; 
We  his  pard'ninp;  love  have  known. 

And  live  to  Christ,  and  die: 
To  the  New  Jerusalem 

He  our  faithful  guide  shall  be  ; 
Him  we  claim,  and  rest  in  him. 
Through  all  eternity. 

CJiarles  Wesley. 


205  s.  M. 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known 
The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
Compass  and  view  the  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well — 

3  The  order  of  thy  house. 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows — 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

4  How  decent  and  how  wise ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

5  The  God  we  worship  now 

W^ill  guide  us  till  we  die. 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below. 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

Isaac  Watts. 


206  8s  &  7s.    D. 

GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Zion,  city  of  our  God ! 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode : 
On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded. 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See !  the  streams  of  living  waters 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove : 
AVho  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assauge  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 


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3  Round  each  habitation  liov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  lire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring — 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near: 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken. 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

John  Neivton. 

207  L.  M. 

0  MIGHT  my  lot  be  cast  with  these. 
The  least  of  Jesus'  witnesses : 
O  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet 
To  wash  his  dear  disciples'  feet! 

2  This  only  thing  do  I  require : 

Thou  know'st  'tis  all  my  heart's  desire, 

Freely  what  I  receive  to  give. 

The  servant  of  thy  Church  to  live ; — 

3  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go. 
And  wait  upon  thy  saints  below ; 
F/Ujoy  the  grace  to  angels  given, 
And  serve  the  royal  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Lord,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
And  ask  according  to  thy  will. 
Confirm  the  jjrayer,  the  seal  impart. 
And  speak  the  answer  to  my  heart. 

Charles  WcsUy. 

208  s.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Conqu'ror,  reigns. 
In  glorious  strength  array'd, 
His  kingdom  over  all  mainfciins, 
And  bids  the  earth  be  glad ! 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  rejoice 

In  Jesus'  mighty  love : 
Lift  uj)  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice. 
To  Him  who  rules  above. 

3  Extol  his  kingly  power ; 

Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 
Who  died,  and  lives  to  die  no  more. 
High  on  his  Father's  throne. 


4  Our  Advocate  with  God, 
He  undertiikes  our  cause, 
And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  vict'ry  of  his  cross. 
'■>  That  bloody  banner  see. 

And,  in  your  Captain's  sight, 
Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith  with  me. 
My  fellow-soldiers,  fight. 
G  In  mighty  phalanx  joined, 
To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
Armed  with  th'  unconquerable  mind 
Which  was  in  Christ  your  Head. 

Cliarles  Wesley, 

209  s.  M. 

HARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry  ! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound ! 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh. 
The  powers  of  hell  surround. 

2  Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand ! 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war ! 

3  See,  on  the  mountain  top, 

The  standard  of  your  God ! 
In  Jesus'  name  I  lift  it  up, 
All  sUiin'd  w-ith  hallow'd  blood. 

4  His  standard-bearer,  I 

To  all  the  nations  call : 
IjQt  all  to  Jesus'  cross  draw  nigh  ; 
He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 

n  Go  up  with  Christ,  your  Head  ; 
Your  Captain's  footsteps  see ; 
Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 
To  certain  victory. 

()  All  power  to  Him  is  given  : 
He  ever  reigns  the  same  : 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 
Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 

Charles  Wesley, 


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210  S.  M. 

ANGELS  your  march  oppose, 
Who  still  in  strength  excel, 
Your  secret,  sworn,  eternal  foes. 
Countless,  invisible : 

2  From  thrones  of  glory  driven. 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurled. 
They  throng  the  air,  and  darken  heaven. 
And  rule  this  lower  world. 

3  But  shall  believers  fear? 

But  shall  believers  fly  ? 
Or  see  the  bloody  cross  appear, 
And  all  their  powers  defy  ? 

4  By  all  hell's  host  withstood, 

We  all  hell's  host  o'erthrow  ; 
And,  conqu'ring  them  through  Jesus'  blood. 
We  on  to  conquer  go. 

5  Our  Captain  leads  us  on ; 

He  beckons  from  the  skies. 

And  reaches  out  a  starry  crown. 

And  bids  us  take  the  prize : 

6  "  Be  faithful  unto  death  ; 

Partake  my  victory ; 
And  thou  shalt  wear  this  glorious  wreath, 
And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me." 

Charles  Wesley. 


211  S.  M. 

URGE  on  your  rapid  course. 
Ye  blood-besprinkled  bands ; 
The  heavenly  kingdom  suffers  force ; 
'Tis  seized  by  violent  hands. 

2  See  there  the  starry  crown 

That  glitters  through  the  skies ! 
Satan,  the  world,  and  sin,  tread  down, 
And  take  the  glorious  prize ! 

3  Through  much  distress  and  pain. 

Through  many  a  conflict  here. 
Through  blood,  ye  must  the  entrance  gam ; 
Yet  O,  disdain  to  fear. 


4  "  Courage  ! "  your  Captain  cries. 

Who  all  your  toil  foreknew, 
"  Toil  ye  shall  have ;  yet  all  despise : 
I  have  o'ercome  for  you." 

5  The  world  cannot  withstand 

Its  ancient  Conqueror : 
The  world  must  sink  beneath  the  hand 
Which  arms  us  for  the  war. 

6  This  is  the  victory — 

Before  our  faith  they  fall ; 
Jesus  hath  died  for  you  and  me ; 
Believe,  and  conquer  all ! 


212  lis. 

DAUGHTER  of   Zion,  awake   from   thy 
sadness ! 
Awake!  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee 
no  more ! 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of 
gladness, 
Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm    that 

subdued  them, 
And  scatter'd  their  legions,  was  mightier 

far ; 
They  fled  like  chaff"  from  the  scourge  that 

pursued  them ; 
How  vain  were  their  steeds  and  their 

chariots  of  war ! 

3  Daughter   of  Zion,  the   power  that  hath 

saved  thee, 
Extoll'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel 
should  be : 
Shout!    for  the  foe  is  destroy'd  that  en- 
slaved thee ; 
Th'  oppressor  is   vanquished,  and  Zion 
IS  tree.  Author  unknoivii. 


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213  L.  M. 

A  KM  of  the  Lord,  iiwake,  awake! 
Thine  own  immoitiil  strength  put  on ! 
AVith  terror  clothed,  hell's  kingdom  shake. 
And  cast  thy  foes  with  fury  down. 

2  As  in  the  ancient  days,  appear ; 

The  sacred  annals  speak  thy  fame ; 
Be  now  omnipotently  near, 
To  endless  ages  still  the  same. 

3  By  death  and  hell  pursued  in  vain. 

To  thee  the  ransomed  seed  shall  come ; 
Shouting,  their  heavenly  Sion  gain. 
And   pass   through    death    triumphant 
home. 

4  The  pain  of  life  shall  then  l)e  o'er, 

The  anguish  and  distracting  care ; 
There  sighing  grief  shall  weep  no  more, 
And  sin  shall  never  enter  there. 

5  Where  pure,  essential  joy  is  found. 

The  Lord's  redeemed  their  heads  shall 
raise, 
"With  everlasting  gladness  crowned, 
And  filled  with  love,  and  lost  in  praise. 
Charles  Wesley. 


214  L  M 

AWAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake! 
No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down ; 
The  garment  of  salvation  take. 
Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  l)1inds  tliy  sight. 

And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes; 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light. 
The  great  Deliv'rer  calls.  Arise ! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair ; 

Zion,  assert  thy  liberty ; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare. 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace. 

Be  purged  from  every  sinfid  stain, 
Be  like  your  Lord,  liis  word  enil)race, 
Nor  bear  his  hallowed  name  in  vain. 

5  Tlie  Lord  shall  in  j'our  front  apj)i'ar, 

And  lead  the  pompous  triumi)h  on  ; 
His  glory  shall  bring  up  the  rear. 
And  perfect  what  his  grace  Ijegun. 

Chnrh's  Wcxlcy. 


2.  THE  MINISTRY, 


215  L.  M. 

'^  r\0  i)reach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Lord  ; 
vJ  "Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  re- 
ceive ; 
He  shall  be  savoil,  who  trusts  my  word  ; 
He  shall  be  damn'd  who  won't  believe. 

2  "  I'll  make  j'our  great  commission  known ; 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done. 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  "Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands; 

I'm  with  you  till  the  world  sliidl  end: 


All  power  is  trusted  in  my  liands; 
I  cM\  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

4  He  spake — and  light  shone  round  his  head ; 
On  a  ])right  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode ; 
They  to  the  furthest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  their  a.«cendcd  God. 

Isaac  Watts, 

210  J  M 

COMFORT,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 
Comfort  the  jieojile  of  your  I>ord  ; 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race. 
And  cheer  tliem  by  the  gospel  word. 


THE  MINISTKY. 


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2  Hark  !  in  the  wilderness  a  cry, 

A  voice  that  loudly  calls,  i'repare ! 
Prepare  your  hearts,  for  (iod  is  nigh, 
And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there. 

3  The  Lord  your  God  shall  quit'kly  come  : 

Sinners,  repent,  the  call  obey  ; 
Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room ; 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  his  way. 

4  The  Lord  shall  clear  his  way  through  all ; 

Whate'er  obstructs,  obstructs  in  vain : 
The  vale  shall  rise,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  straight,  and  rugged  plain. 

5  The  glory  of  the  Lord  displayed 

Shall  all  mankind  together  view ; 
And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  said, 
His  own  almighty  hand  shall  do. 

Charles  Wesley. 

217  s.  M. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
Thy  needy  servants'  cry ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  ; 
The  harvest  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  laborers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  Church  abroad, 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  0  let  them  spread  thy  name. 

Their  mission  full}'  prove ; 

Thy  universal  gi-ace  proclaim, 

Thine  all-redeeming  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


218 


S.  M. 


H 


OW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
AYho  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues. 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  I 


2  How  charming  is  their  voice ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are ! 
"Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here ! " 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  Ijreaks  forth  in  songs. 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Isaac  Watts. 


219  c.  M. 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake. 
And  take  th'  alarm  they  give ; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart. 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego ; 
For  souls  which  must  for  ever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer  see. 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls. 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


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220  C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  name  high  over  all 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  wky  ! 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  name  to  sinners  given! 
It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear; 
It  turns  their  hell  lo  heaven. 

3  Jesus  the  i)ris'ners'  fetters  breaks, 

And  })ruises  Satiin's  head  ; 
Power  into  strengthless  souls  it  speaks. 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace ! 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace  ! 

5  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 

His  saving  truth  proclaini : 
'Tis  all  my  business  here  below 
To  cry,"  Behold  the  Lamb ! " 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  may  but  gasp  his  name ; 
Proacli  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
"  Behold,  behold  the  Lamb ! " 

Charles  Wesley. 


221  L.  M. 

DRAAV  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near ! 
Us  with  thy  flaming  eye  behold  ; 
Still  in  thy  church  vouchsafe  t'  appear. 
And  let  our  candlestick  l)e  gold. 

2  Still  hold  the  stiirs  in  tliy  right  hand, 

And  let  them  in  tliy  lustre  glow. 
The  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  Church  below. 

3  Make  good  their  apostolic  boast, 

Tlieir  high  commission  let  them  prove. 
Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Gliost, 
And  fill'd  with  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 


4  Their  hearts  from  things  of  earth  remove; 
Sprinkle  them,  Lord,  from  sin  and  fear ; 
Fix  their  aflections  all  above. 
And  lay  up  all  their  treasures  there. 

Charles  Wesley. 

222  L.  M. 

HIGH  on  his  everlasting  throne, 
The  King  of  saints  his  work  surveys ; 
]\Iarks  the  dear  souls  he  calls  his  own, 
And  smiles  on  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  rests  well  j^leased  tlieir  toils  to  see ; 

Beneath  his  easy  yoke  they  move  ; 
"With  all  their  heart  and  strength  agree 
In  the  sweet  labor  of  his  love. 

3  See,  where  the  servants  of  their  God, 

A  busy  multitude,  appear: 
For  Jesus  day  and  night  employed, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear. 

4  The  love  of  Christ  their  hearts  constrains, 

And  strengthens  their  unwearied  hands  ; 
They  spend  their  sweat,  and   blood,  and 
pains. 
To  cultivate  Immanuel's  lands. 

5  O  multiply  thy  sower's  seed, 

And  fruit  we  every  hour  shall  bear: 
Throughout  the  world  thy  gosjjel  S2)read, 
Tliine  everlasting  truth  declare! 
A.  O.  Spangenbcrg.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


223  c.  M. 

How  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  favors,  how  divine ! 
The  l)lessings  which  tliy  gospel  brings, 
How  splendidly  they  shine ! 

2  Gold  is  but  dross,  and  gems  but  toys, 
Should  gold  and  gems  compare ; 
How  mean,  when  set  against  those  joys 
Thy  poorest  servants  share ! 


THE  MINISTRY. 


3  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace 

Are  lodged  in  urns  of  clay ; 
And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 
Th'  immortal  gifts  convey. 

4  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 

Yet  grace  the  vict'ry  gives ; 
Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth, 
Yet  still  thy  gospel  lives. 

5  Such  wonders  power  divine  effects ; 

Such  trophies  God  can  raise  ; 
His  hand,  from  crumbling  dust,  erects 
His  monuments  of  i^raise. 

JPhilip  Doddridge. 


224  L.  M. 

SHALL  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man, 
The  Spirit's  course  in  me  restrain  ? 
Or,  undismay'd  in  deed  and  word. 
Be  a  true  witness  for  my  Lord  ? 

2  Awed  by  a  mortal's  frown,  shall  I 
Conceal  the  word  of  God  most  high? 
How  then  before  thee  shall  I  dare 
To  stand,  or  how  thine  anger  bear  ? 

3  Shall  I,  to  soothe  th'  unholy  throng. 
Soften  thy  truth,  and  smooth  my  tongue. 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys,  or  flee 

The  cross  endured,  my  Lord,  by  thee? 

4  What  then  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread. 
Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid? 
A  man !  an  heir  of  death !  a  slave 

To  sin !  a  bubble  on  the  wave ! 

5  Yea,  let  men  rage,  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shad'wing  wings  around  my  head : 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  tender  love 

Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 
John  Joseph  Winkler.    Tr.  hy  John  Wesley, 


225  L-  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  my  inmost  thoughts  descry : 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise. 
Or  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise  ? 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wand'ring  souls  of  men  ; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name. 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame  : 
All  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  pain ; 
Only  thy  terrors.  Lord,  restrain. 

4  My  life,  my  blood,  I  here  present. 
If  for  thy  truth  they  may  be  spent  : 
Fulfill  thy  sovereign  counsel.  Lord ! 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  adored ! 

5  Give  me  thy  strength,  0  God  of  power  ; 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be : 

'Tis  fixed ;  I  can  do  all  through  thee. 
John  Joseph  Winkler.    Tr.  \>y  John  Wesley. 


226  L.  M. 

WE  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 
Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head ; 
Come  as  a  servant, — so  He  came — 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  a  shepherd  ; — guard  and  keep 

This  fold  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin ; 
Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 
The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in. 

3  Come  as  a  watchman  ; — take  thy  stand 

Upon  the  tower  amidst  the  sky, 
And  when  the  sword  comes  on  the  land. 
Call  us  to  fight,  or  warn  to  fly. 

4  Come  as  an  angel ; — hence  to  guide 

A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way, 
That,  softly  walking  at  thy  side. 
We  fail  not,  faint  not,  turn  nor  stray. 


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5  Come  as  a  teachor — s^ent  from  God, 

Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare ; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  proi)het's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 
James  Montgomery . 


227  8,  8,  G. 

EXCEPT  the  Lord  conduct  thi'  j^lan, 
The  bept-concerted  schemes  are  vain. 
And  never  can  succeed  : 
We    spend    our    wretched    strength    for 

naught ; 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
They  shall  be  blest  indeed. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  didst  thyself  inspire 
Our  souls  with  this  intense  desire 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  intend, 
0  let  our  deeds  begin  and  end 

Complete  in  Jesus'  name ! 

3  In  Jesus'  name  behold  we  meet. 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat. 

And  all  its  frantic  ways ; 
One  only  thing  resolved  to  know, 
And  square  our  useful  lives  below 

By  reason  and  by  grace. 

Charles  Wesley. 


228  s.  M. 

AND  are  we  yet  alive. 
And  see  each  other's  face? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give 
For  his  redeeming  grace ! 

2  Preserved  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  his  sight  appear. 

3  What  troubli's  have  we  seen, 

What  conflictw  have  we  pa«sed, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within. 
Since  we  assembled  last ! 


4  But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hatli  l)rought  us  by  his  love; 
And  still  he  iluth  his  help  alford. 
And  hides  our  life  above. 

5  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 

Of  his  redeeming  power, 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 
Till  we  can  sin  no  more. 

6  Let  us  tiike  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtiiin  ^ 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 
So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

Charles  Wesley. 


229  L.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Truth  and  Power  divine. 
Send  forth  these  messengers  of  thine ; 
Their  hands  confirm,  their  hearts  inspire. 
And  touch  their  lips  with  hallowed  fire. 

2  Be  thou  their  mouth  and  wisdom,  Lord  ; 
Thou,  by  the  haiiuner  of  thy  word, 
The  rocky  hearts  in  pieces  break. 

And  bid  the  sons  of  thunder  speak. 

3  To  those  who  would  their  Lord  embrace. 
Give  them  to  preach  the  word  of  grace; 
Sweetly  their  yielding  bosoms  move. 
And  melt  them  with  the  fire  of  love. 

4  Let  all  with  thankful  hearts  confess 
Thy  welcome  messengers  of  peace ; 
Thy  power  in  their  report  be  found, 
And  let  thy  feet  behind  them  sound. 

Charles  Wesley, 


230 


H.  M. 


J 


ESUS,  accejit  the  i)raise 
That  to  thy  name  l)elongs! 

]\ratter  of  all  our  lays. 
Subject  of  all  our  songs, 

Through  thee  we  now  together  came. 

And  part  exulting  in  tliy  name. 


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2  In  flesh  we  part  awhile, 

But  still  in  si^irit  joined, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil 

Thou  hast  to  each  assigned ; 
And  while  we  do  tlij^  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

3  0  let  us  then  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways, 
And,  armed  with  patience,  run 

AVith  joy  th'  appointed  race ! 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul. 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

4  There  we  shall  meet  again, 

"When  all  our  toils  are  o'er. 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain. 

And  parting,  are  no  more : 
We  shall  with  all  our  brethren  rise, 
And  greet  thee  in  the  flaming  skies. 

5  Then  let  us  wait  the  sound 

That  shall  our  souls  release, 
And  labor  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  spotless  peace ; 
In  perfect  holiness  renewed,   ■ 
Adorned  with  Christ,  and  meet  for  God ! 
Charles  Wesley. 


231  c.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love 
That  will  not  let  us  part ; 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go ; 
And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread. 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  0  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside. 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  ci-ucifled ! 


4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave ; 

To  his  beloved  embrace ; 
Expect  his  fullness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart. 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place,. 
Nor  life,  nor  deatli,  can  jiart. 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 

Which  shall  our  flesh  restore, 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 


232 


S.  M. 


AND  let  our  bodies  jmrt, 
To  diff"'rent  climes  repair: 
Inseparal:)ly  joined  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

2  0  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesus'  work  below ; 
And  foll'wing  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go ! 

3  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  lab'rers  lies  ; 
And  lo !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

4  0  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find. 
Where  all  our  labors  end ! 

5  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

Our  suff"'ring  and  our  pain  : 
Who  meet  on  that  eternal  shore, 
Shall  never  part  again. 

6  O  happy,  happy  place, 

Where  saints  and  angels  meet ! 
There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face,. 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

Charles  Wesley, 


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3.  BAPTISM. 


233  L.  M. 

(^OME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
J    Honor  the  means  ordained  by  thee ; 
Make  good  our  apostolic  bqast, 
And  own  thy  glorious  ministry. 

2  Father,  in  these  reveal  thy  Son — 

In  these,  for  whom  we  seek  thy  face, 
The  hidden  mystery  make  known, 
The  inward,  pure,  baptizing  grace. 

3  Jesus,  with  us  thou  always  art ; 

Eftectuate  now  the  sacred  sign, 
The  gift  unspeakaljle  impart. 
And  bless  the  ordinance  divine. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  come  from  high, 

Baptizer  of  our  spirits  thou ! 
The  sacramentiil  seal  apply. 
And  witness  ■with  the  water  now  1 

Charles  Wesley, 


23-1  L.  M. 

GOD  of  eternal  truth  and  love, 
Thine  own  groat  ordinance  approve  ; 
This  child  into  thy  kingdom  take. 
And  give  him  all  thine  image  back. 

2  Father,  if  such  thy  sovereign  will. 
Annex  thy  hall'wing  S^iirit's  seal ; 
The  seed  of  endless  life  impart. 
Take  for  thine  own  this  infant's  heart. 

3  Answer  on  him  thy  wisdom's  end  ; 
Whate'er  thou  didst  for  man  intend, 
Unto  this  favored  child  be  given. 
Pardon  and  lioliness  and  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley.    (Alt.) 


235 


B 


II.  :\r. 

APTIZED  into  thy  name, 
^Mysterious  One  in  Three, 


Our  souls  and  bodies  claim 

A  sacrifice  to  thee : 
We  only  live  our  faith  to  prove, 
The  ftxith  which  works  by  humble  love. 

2  O  that  our  light  may  shine, 
And  all  our  lives  express 
The  character  divine, 

The  real  holiness ! 
Then,  then  receive  us  up  t'  adore 
Tlie  Triune  God  for  evermore. 

Charles  Wesley, 


236 


C.  M. 


HOW  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 
To  Abrah'm  and  his  seed  ! 
"  I  am  a  God  to  tliee  and  thine. 
Supplying  <dl  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms. 

To  our  great  father  given ; 
He  tiikes  our  children  to  his  arms. 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  0  God,  how  faithful  are  thy  ways ! 

Thy  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  thy  grace 
Blots  out  our  children's  name. 

Isaac  Watts, 


237  c.  M. 

SICE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
With  all-engaging  charms : 
Hark  hf)w  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 


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2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


238  c.  M. 

THUS  Lydia  sanctified  her  house, 
Wlien  she  received  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailer  gave 
His  household  to  the  Lord. 
2  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King, 
Thine  ancient  truth  embrace : 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

Isaac  Walts, 


4.  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


239  C.  M. 

THE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 
And  blessings  crown  the  board ; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life,  are  given, 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven, 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way. 
Around  the  board  appear, 

4  All  things  are  ready ;  come  away. 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name, 

Philip  Doddridge. 


240  c.  M. 

IF  human  kindness  meets  return, 
And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  ; — 


2  O  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died,  our  fears  to  quell. 
Our  more  than  orphan's  woe ! 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed, — 
"  Meet  and  remember  me  ! " 

4  Remember  thee !  thy  death,  thy  shame 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share ! 
O  mem'ry,  leave  no  other  name 
But  His  recorded  there ! 

Gerard  Thomas  Noel. 


241  c.  M. 

THE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
Shall  stand  for  ever  good : 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  cov'nant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  name. 

Who  blessed  us  in  his  will, 
And  to  his  testament  of  love 
Made  his  own  blood  the  seal. 

Isaac  Watts. 


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2-12  C.  M. 

JI'.SUS,  at  whose  supreme  command 
We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand, 
Thy  vesture  dipped  in  blood. 

2  The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love 

O  let  us  all  receive, 
And  feel  the  quick'ning  Spirit  move. 
And  sensibly  believe ! 

3  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be  ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 
And  all  may  live  by  thee. 

4  Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow, 

And  let  us  drink  thy  blood. 
Till  all  our  souls  are  filled  below 
With  all  the  life  of  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 


243  c.  M. 

ACCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

j\Iy  bread  from  heaven  shall  be : 
Thy  testamentiil  cup  I  take. 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  AVhen  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee ! 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 


6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb. 
And  nund  and  mem'ry  llee. 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

JiniU'S  Moutijomcry. 


244 


L.  M. 


A 


CTIIOR  of  our  salvation,  thee, 
With  lowly,  thankful  hearts,  we  praise, 
Author  of  this  great  mystery, 

Figure  and  means  of  saving  grace. 


2  The  sacred,  true,  effectual  sign. 

Thy  body  and  thy  blood  it  shows  ; 
The  glorious  instrument  divine 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  strength  bestows. 

3  "\^'e  see  the  blood  that  seals  our  peace  ; 

Thy  pard'ning  mercy  we  receive ; 
The  bread  doth  visibly  express 
The  strength  through  which  our  spirits 

live. 

4  Our  sinrit<!  drink  a  fresli  supi>ly. 

And  eat  the  bread  so  freely  given. 
Till,  borne  on  eagles'  wings,  we  fly, 
And  bancjuet  with  our  Lfjrd  in  lieaven. 
Charles  M'eslcij. 


245  c.  M. 

THAT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Did,  almost  with  his  dying  breatli, 
This  solenni  feast  ordain. 

2  To  keep  the  feast,  Ixird,  we  have  met. 

And  to  remember  tliee: 
IIel]>  each  i>oor  trembler  to  repeat, 
"  For  me,  he  died  for  me  ! " 

3  Thy  suff" 'rings,  Tvord,  each  sacred  sign 

To  our  remembrance  brings ; 
AVo  cat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine, 
r.ut  tliink  on  nobler  things. 


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4  0  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame 
Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 
To  sing,  "  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  ! 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me ! " 

Joseph  Hart. 


246  s.  M. 

LET  all  who  truly  bear 
The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 
And  eat  the  paschal  Lamb. 

2  This  eucharistic  feast 

Our  every  want  supplies, 
And  still  we  by  his  death  are  blest, 
And  share  his  sacrifice. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 

His  suff 'rings  to  record. 
E'en  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 
Communion  with  our  Lord ; 

4  As  though  we  every  one 

Beneath  his  cross  had  stood, 
And  seen  him  heave,  and  heard  him  groan, 
And  felt  his  gushing  blood. 

5  We  too  with  him  are  dead. 

And  shall  with  him  arise : 

The  cross  on  which  he  bows  his  head 

Shall  lift  us  to  the  skies. 

Charles  Wesley. 


247  s.  M. 

JESUS,  we  thus  obey 
Thy  last  and  kindest  word  ; 
Here  in  thine  own  appointed  way 
We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  hast  enjoined. 
Thou  wilt  therein  appear ; 
We  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  special  presence  here. 


3  Our  hearts  we  open  wide 

To  make  the  Saviour  room ; 

And  10 !  the  Lamb,  the  Crucified, 

The  sinner's  Friend,  is  come. 

4  His  presence  makes  the  feast  ; 

And  now  our  bosoms  feel 
The  glory  not  to  be  expressed, 
Tlie  joy  unspeakable. 

Charles  Wesley. 


248  8,7.    D. 

COME,  thou  everlasting  Spirit, 
Bring  to  every  thankful  mind 
All  tlie  Saviour's  dying  merit, 

All  his  suff" 'rings  for  mankind : 
True  recorder  of  his  passion, 

Now  the  living  faith  impart 
Now  reveal  his  great  salvation. 
Preach  his  gospel  to  our  heart. 

2  Come,  thou  witness  of  his  dying ; 
Come,  remembrancer  divine ; 
Let  us  feel  thy  power  applying 

Christ  to  every  soul  and  mine : 
Let  us  groan  thine  inward  groaning, 

Look  on  Him  we  pierced,  and  grieve, 
All  receive  the  grace  atoning. 
All  the  sprinkled  blood  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 


249  7s 

JESUS,  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Magnify  thy  dying  word, 
In  thine  ordinance  appear. 
Come  and  meet  thy  foll'wers  here. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  hast  enjoined 
Let  us  now  our  Saviour  find ; 
Drink  thy  blood  for  sinners  shed. 
Taste  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare ; 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare ; 


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Thou  that  hast  for  sinners  died, 

2  AVhen  he  the  tixble  spreads. 

Show  thyself  the  Crucified  ! 

How  royal  is  the  cheer! 

With  rapture  N\e  lift  u])  our  heads. 

4  All  the  power  of  f^in  remove ; 

And  own  that  God  is  here. 

Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love ; 

Stamp  us  with  the  stamp  divine; 

3  The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Seal  our  souls  for  ever  thine. 

AVho  died  to  die  no  more. 

Chdrlca  Wesley. 

Let  all  the  ransom'd  sons  of  men, 
AVith  all  his  hosts  adore. 

250                  7s,-  6s  &  8s. 

4  Let  earth  and  heaven  be  joined, 

T  AMB  of  God,  whose  dying  love 
-Li  We  now  recall  to  mind, 

His  glories  to  display. 

And  hymn  the  Saviour  of  mankind 

Send  the  answer  from  above, 

In  one  eternal  day. 

And  let  us  mercy  find : 

Charles  Wesley. 

Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee. 

And  every  struggling  soul  release; 

252                7s. 

0  remember  Calvary, 

n  LORY  be  to  God  on  high, 

vJ  God  whose  glory  fills  the  .^ky; 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven. 

2  By  thine  agonizing  pain. 

Man,  the  well-beloved  of  Heaven. 

And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray ; 

By  thy  dying  love  to  man. 

2  Sovereign  Father,  heavenly  King, 

Take  all  our  sins  away  : 

Thee  we  now  presume  to  sing; 

By  thy  passion  on  the  tree. 

Glad  thine  attributes  confess. 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease ; 

Glorious  all,  and  numberless. 

0  remember  Calvary, 

3  Hail,  by  all  thy  works  adored  1 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

Hail,  the  everlasting  Lord ! 

Charles  JVesley. 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prov^ 

Tx)rd  of  power,  and  God  of  love. 

251               s.  M. 

4  Hear ;  for  thou,  0  Christ,  alone, 

A  WHAT  a  t^iste  is  this 

Vy    Which  now  in  Christ  we  know, 

Art  Avith  thy  great  Father  one ; 

One  the  Holy  Ghost  with  thee ; 

An  earnest  of  our  glorious  bliss. 

One  supreme,  eternal  Tiirkk. 

Our  heaven  begun  below  I 

Charles  Wesley. 

5.  THE  SABBATH. 


253  s.  M. 

WELCOIME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes! 


2  The  King  himself  comes  ntar, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day : 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 


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81 


3  One  day  within  the  place 

Which  thou  dost,  Lord,  frequent, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
In  sinful  pleasures  spent. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this. 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Isaac  Watts. 


254  c.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 
Which  God  has  called  his  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fair ! 

As  here  thy  servants  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer. 
And  pour  the  grateful  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace !     O  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  Church  below ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found; 

Let  all  her  sons  unite. 
To  spread  with  holy  zeal  around 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

5  Great  God,  we  hail  the  sacred  day. 

Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  thy  throne. 

Harriet  A  uber. 


255  c.  M. 

THE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise, 
In  concert  with  the  blest. 
Who,  joyful,  in  harmonious  lays 
Employ  an  endless  rest. 


2  Thus,  Lord,  while  we  remember  thee, 

AVe  blest  and  pious  grow  ; 
By  hymns  of  praise  we  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  displayed, 
By  God,  th'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  universe  was  made. 

4  He  rises,  who  mankind  has  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme : 
'Tv/as    great   to    speak   the   world    from 
naught ; 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

Samuel  Wesley,  Jr. 


256  CM. 

COME,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne ! 
This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  called  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blessed, 

The  brightest  of  the  seven, 
Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 

And  hasten  to  that  day 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 
And  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 

Let  us  in  h5^mns  employ ; 

And  in  our  Lord  rejoicing,  go 

To  his  eternal  joy. 

Charles  Wesley.. 


257  '     L.  M. 

ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done  ; 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun : 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest. 


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2  0  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies ; 

And  draAV  from  Christ  that  sweet  repose 
Whicli  none  l)ut  lie  that  feels  it  knows ! 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  jjledge  of  glorious  rest, 
"Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  dutii's  let  the  day. 
In  holy  comforts,  pass  away ; 

How  sweet,  a  Sabhath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end ! 

Jusvph  Stcnnctt, 

258  L.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing. 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast: 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  1 

3  Then  shall  I  share  a  glorious  part 
"When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart. 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Isaac  Watts. 


2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name ; 
Show  tliy  reconciling  I'act-, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame : 
From  our  worldly  cares  si-t  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise; 

Let  us  feel  tliy  presence  near  ; 
May  tliy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear : 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints. 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  aliound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints: 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove. 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

John  Xeu'ton. 


260 


H.  M. 


W 


259  7s.    6  1. 

SAFP2LY  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 


ELCOME,  delightful  morn, 
Tbou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys 
I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  with  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  I^rord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face : 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quick'ning  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  liless  the  sacred  hours: 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

J.  Ilaijvdrd. 


THE   SABBATH. 


•261  C.  M. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 
2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 
And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
S  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 
To  David's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne ! 

Isaac  Walts. 


M 


262  c.  M. 

AY  I  throughout  this  day  of  thine 
Be  in  thy  Spirit,  Lord : 
Spirit  of  humble  fear  divine, 
That  trembles  at  thy  word ; 
2  Spirit  of  faith,  my  heart  to  raise. 
And  fix  on  things  above ; 
Spirit  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

263  L.  M. 

FAR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone ! 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone : 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see ; 
I  wait  a  visit.  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire : 
Come,  Jesus  Saviour,  from  above. 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare ! 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

Isaac  Walts. 


264  L.  M. 

THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above : 
To  that  our  lab'ring  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress ; 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  jilace ; 
No  sighs  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  O  long-expected  day,  begin ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  v»^ith  God. 
Philip  Doddridge. 


265 


7s. 


SOFTLY  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun. 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God, 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

3  Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  joy  and  peace  in  thee. 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose. 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

Samuel  Francis  Smith, 


266  ,    los. 

SAVIOUR !  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise 
With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of 
praise ; 


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We  stand  to  bless  thee  ere  our  worship 

cease, 
Then,  lowly  kneeling,  wait   tliy  word  of 

peace. 

2  Grant  us  thy  peace  upon  our  homeward 

way ; 
Witli  thee  began,  with  thee  shall  end  the 

day ; 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  i?in,  the  hearts 

from  shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  thy 

name. 


3  Grant  us   thy  peace,  Lord,  through   the 

coming  night; 
Turn  thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light ; 
From  harm  and  danger  keep  thy  children 

free. 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  thee. 

4  Grant  us  thy  pexice  throughout  our  earthly 

life, 

Our  balm  in  sorrow, and  our  stay  in  strife; 

Then,  when  thy  voice  shall  bid  our  con- 
flict cease. 

Call  us,  O  Lord,  to  thine  eternal  peace. 

John  Ellerlon. 


SECTIOIS^  V. 

THE  GOSPEL  CALL 


267  H.  M. 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Hath  full  atonement  made : 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  through  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell. 

Your  liberty  receive. 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell. 

And  blest  in  J6sus  live  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 

Your  heritage  above. 
Receive  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace ; 
And,  saved  from  earth,  appear 

Before  your  Saviour's  face : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 
Charles  Wesley. 


268  L.  M. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  gospel  word ! 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  my  Lord : 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day; 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own 
And  kiss  his  late-returning  son : 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love 

Just  now  your  hardness  to  remove ; 
T'  apply  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
And  wash  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Are  ready  with  their  shining  host : 
All  lieaven  is  ready  to  resound. 

"  The  dead's  alive !  the  lost  is  found ! " 
Charles  Wesley. 
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269  L.  M. 

CUME,  0  ye  sinner.*,  to  your  Lord, 
In  Chrit^t  to  paradii^e  restored  ; 
His  profl'ered  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace : 

2  A  pardon  written  with  his  J)lood, 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God  ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  i)enitence ; 

3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart ; 
The  tears  that  tell  your  sins  forgiven ; 
The  sighs  that  Avaft  your  souls  to  heaven ; 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress; 
Th'  unutterable  tenderness; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility  ; 

The  wonder,  "Why  such  love  to  me?" 

5  The  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  grace, 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face ; 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 

■v'^nd  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


270  L.  M. 

COME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast ; 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest  : 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all : 

Come,  all  the  world  !  come,  sinner,  thou  I 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  ye  sonls  by  sin  oppressed. 
Ye  restless  wand 'rers  after  rest. 

Ye  poor,  and  maimed,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live : 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain. 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain  ! 


5  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
Tiiat  precious,  bleeding  .'sacrifice  I 
Hisolfered  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  ])e  saved  by  grace ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

271  L.  M. 

Ho  I  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh ; 
'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race: 
Mercry  and  free  salvation  buy; 
Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grac& 

2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call : 

Retui-n,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home. 

And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all. 

3  See  from  the  rock  a  fountain  rise ; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  lab'ring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 

4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give ; 

Leave  all  ye  have,  and  are,  l:)ehind ; 
Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive. 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

Charles  Wesley. 

272  I-  M. 

ODO  not  let  the  word  depart. 
And  close  tliine  eyes  again.<t  the  light; 
Poor  sinner,  harden  not  thy  heart: 
Thou   wouldst  be  saved;  why  not  tc- 
night? 

2  To-morrow'.s  sun  may  never  rise 

To  bless  thy  long-deluded  sight ; 
This  is  the  time ;  O  then  be  wise ! 

Thon  wouldst  be  saved ;    why  not  to- 
night? 

3  Our  God  in  ]>ity  lingers  still ; 

And  wilt  thou  thus  his  love  requite? 
Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will : 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved ;  why  not  to- 
night? 


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4  Our  blessiecl  Lord  refuses  none 

Wlio  would  to  him  their  souls  unite ; 
Then  be  the  work  of  grace  begun : 

Thou  wouldst  be  saved  ;   why  not  to- 
night ?  Elizabeth  Holmes  Reed. 


273  8,  7,  8,  7,  4,  7. 

COME,  j-e  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
AVeak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  i^ower : 

He  is  able. 
He  is  willing :  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now-,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

Without  money. 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him : 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden. 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall. 
If  you  tarry  till  j'ou're  better. 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"  It  is  finished ! " 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 


G  Lo !  th'  incarnate  God  ascending. 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

None  but  Jesus 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name : 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

Joseph  Hart. 


lis. 


274 

OTURN  ye,  0  turn  ye,  for  w^hy  will  ye  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercj'  is  coming  so 
nigh  ? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says, 

"  Come," 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you 
home. 

2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  re- 

ceive, 

0  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  be- 
lieve ? 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not 
come  ? 

'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome;  he  bids  you 
come  home. 

3  In  riches,  in  jjleasures,  what  can  you  ob- 

tain. 
To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your 

pain? 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summoned  to 

die. 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high  ? 

4  Why  will  you  be  starving,  and  feeding  on 

air? 
There's  mercy  in   Jesus,  enough  and  to 
spare : 


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If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his   mercy  is   boundless 


and  free. 


Jusiah  Hopkins. 


275  ii«. 

DELAY  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near. 
The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for 
thee ; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 
Redemption  is  })urchased,  salvation   ia 
free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy 
God? 
A  fountain  is  open,  how  canst  thou  refuse 

To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardon- 
ing blood  ? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 

For  Mercy  still  lingers  and  calls  thee  to- 
day : 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the 
tomb ; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass 
away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of  grace. 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  tiike  his 
sad  flight, 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy 
race. 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night. 
Tliomus  Hastings. 


276  12.S. 

THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries, ''  E.--capc  to 
the  mountain ; 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  liatli  opened  a 

fountain : 
For  sin  and  undeanness,  and  every  trans- 
gression, 


His  blood  flows  most  freely,  in  streams  of 
salvation." 
Hallelujah  to  the  I/amb,  who  has  pur- 
chased our  pardon ! 
We  will  praise  him  again  when  we  pass 
over  Jordan. 

2  Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  is  given  ; 
Now  glory  to  God  is  re-echoed  in  heaven ; 
Around  tlie  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad 

story, 
And  sing  of  his  love,  his  salvation   and 
glory. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  <fcc. 

3  O  Jesus,  ride  on, — thy  kingdom  is  glorious ; 
O'er  sin,  deatli,  and  hell,  thou  wilt  make 

us  victorious : 
Thy  name  shall  be  praised  in  the  great 

conirregation. 
And  saints  shall  ascribe  unto  thee  their 

salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

4  AVlien  on  Zion  we  stand,  having  gained 

the  ble.-t  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,   we  will 

]iraise  evermore : 
AVe'U  range  the  blest  fields  on  the  banks 

of  the  river. 
And  sing  of  redemption  forever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  itc. 

Jiicliard  Hitrilsoll. 


277      ,         c.  M. 

COi\IE,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  tliouglits  revolve, — 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  hist  resolve : 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in. 
Whatever  may  opi>ose. 


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3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach. 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch. 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  Perhaps  he  may  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die. 

7  But,  if  I  die  with  mercy  sought. 

When  I  the  King  have  tried. 
This  were  to  die  (delightful  thought !) 
As  sinner  never  died. 

Edmund  Jones. 


278  c.  M. 

YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come : 
O  stay  not  back,  though  fear  alarms. 
For  yet  there  still  is  room. 

3  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love. 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above ! 

4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice. 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 


5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 
Are  welcome  still  to  come : 
Ye  happy  souls,  the  grace  adore ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

Anne  Steele. 


279  c.  M. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls. 

That  feed  upon  the  wind. 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind, — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  hath  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die. 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation,  in  abundance,  flows 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies. 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Isaac  Watts. 


280  c.  M. 

IN  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth. 
In  nature's  smiling  bloom. 
Ere  age  arrives  and,  trembling,  waits 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb. — 


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2  Remember  thy  Creator-  now  ; 

For  him  thy  jewel's  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  and  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  j:uide  thy  youth 

Through  lift-'.s  uncertain  sea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  coast 
Of  blest  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  ; 
This  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

Thumas  Gibbons. 


281  7S&6S. 

DROOPING  souls,  no  longer  mourn, 
Jesus  still  is  precious ; 
If  to  him  j'ou  now  return. 

Heaven  will  be  propitious  : 
Jesus  now  is  passing  by, 

Calling  wanderers  near  him ; 
Drooping  souls,  you  need  not  die, 
Go  to  him  and  hear  him  ! 

2  He  has  pardons,  full  and  free. 

Drooping  souls  to  gladden ; 
Still  he  cries — "  Come  unto  me, 

Weary,  heavy-laden ! " 
Though  your  sins,  like  mountains  high, 

Rise,  and  reach  to  heaven, 
Soon  as  you  on  him  rely. 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 

3  Precious  is  the  Saviour's  name. 

Dear  to  all  that  love  him  ; 
He  to  save  the  dying  came ; — 

Go  to  him  and  i)rove  him  ! 
"Wandering  sinners,  now  return  ; 

Contrite  souls,  believe  him  ! 
Jesus  calls  you,  cease  to  mourn  : 

Worship  him;  receive  him. 

Thomas  Hastings, 


282 


s.  I\I. 


THE  Loid  declares  his  will, 
And  keeps  the  world  in  awe; 
Amidst  the  smoke  on  Sinai's  hill 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 

And,  smiling  from  above. 
Sends  down  the  gosi)el  of  his  grace, 
Th'  epistles  of  his  love. 

3  These  sacred  words  impart 

Our  Maker's  just  commands ; 
The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 
And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

4  We  read  the  heavenly  word, 

We  tiike  the  offered  grace. 
Obey  the  stixtutes  of  the  Ix)rd, 
And  trust  his  promises. 

Isaac  Watts, 


283  c.  M. 

THE  Saviour  calls ;  let  every  ear 
Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow  ; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come;  'tis  mercy's  voice; 

The  gracious  call  obey  : 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys, 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  ti\ke  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

Anne  Steele. 


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284  c.  M. 

VAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear; 
Repent,  thine  end  is  nigh  ; 
Death,  at  the  fartliest,  can't  be  far : 
0  think  before  thou  die. 

2  Reflect,  tliou  hast  a  soul  to  save  ; 

Thy  sins,  liow  higli  they  mount ! 
AVhat  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  stands  that  dark  account  ? 

3  Deatli  enters,  and  there's  no  defense  ; 

His  time  there's  none  can  tell ; 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence ; 
To  heaven,  or  down  to  hell, 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  greatest  care, 

Shall  into  dust  consume ; 
But,  ah !  destruction  stops  not  there : 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

Joseph  Hart. 


285  7s.  Gi. 

WEARY  souls  that  wander  wide 
From  the  central  point  of  bliss, 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified, 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his : 
Sink  into  the  puqile  flood ; 
Rise  into  the  life  of  God. 

2  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace, 

Peace  unspeakable,  unknown ; 
By  his  pain  he  gives  j'ou  ease. 

Life  by  his  expiring  groan : 
Rise,  exalted  by  his  fall. 
Find  in  Christ  your  all  in  all. 

3  O  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  Son  hath  given  ; 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too ; 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven : 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


286  7s.    D. 

WHAT  could  your  Redeemer  do, 
More  than  he  hatli  done  for  you  ? 
To  i)rocure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood? 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
"Would  he  you  to  life  invite? 
Would  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cry, 
"  Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  ?  " 

2  Sinners,  turn,  while  God  is  near; 
Dare  not  think  him  insincere : 
Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands^ 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands; 
Cries,  "  Ye  will  not  happy  be  ; 

No,  ye  will  not  come  to  me — 
]Me,  who  life  to  none  deny : 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 

3  Can  ye  doubt  if  God  is  love, 
If  to  all  his  bowels  move  ? 
Will  ye  not  his  word  receive  ? 
Will  ye  not  his  oath  believe  ? 
See,  the  suff''ring  God  appears ; 
Jesus  weeps ;  believe  his  tears ! 
Mingled  with  his  blood,  they  cry, 
"  Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  ?  " 

Charles  Wesley^ 


287  7s.    D. 

COME,  ye  wear)'  sinners,  come, 
All  who  groan  beneath  j-our  load ; 
Jesus  calls  his  wand'rers  home ; 
Hasten  to  your  pard'ning  God. 
Come,  ye  guilty  souls,  oppressed, 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call : 
"  Come,  and  I  Mill  give  you  rest ; 
Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 

2  Burdened  wath  a  world  of  grief, 
Burdened  M'ith  our  sinful  load. 
Burdened  wdth  this  unbelief. 

Burdened  with  the  wrath  of  God ; 


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Lo  I  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 
True  and  gracious  as  thou  art ; 

Now  our  groaning  souls  release, 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 


288  7s.  D. 

SINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why! 
God,  who  did  your  being  give. 
Made  you  witli  liiniself  to  live: 
He  the  fat;d  eause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands. 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  Avill  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  ! 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live  : 
AVill  ye  let  liini  die  in  vain? 
Cmcify  your  Lord  agaha? 

Wliy,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why ! 
He,  Avho  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
AVooed  you  to  emljrace  his  love : 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
AVill  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die? 

Cliarlcs  Wesley. 


289 


HASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise  ; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
AVisdom,  if  thou  still  despise, 
Harder  is  she  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 


Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest; 

Stay  not  for  tlie  morrow's  sun ; 
Lest  the  curse  should  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

Thomas  Scott. 

290  7s 

WHEN  thy  mortiil  life  is  fled, 
T  T    \Vhen  the  death-shades  o'er  thee  spread 
When  is  finished  thy  career, 
Sinner,  where  Avilt  thou  appear? 

2  Wlien  the  world  has  passed  away, 
When  draws  near  the  judgment  day, 
AVhen  the  awful  trump  shall  sound. 
Say,  O,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

3  AVhen  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
AVhen  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
AVhere,  O,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

4  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart. 
When  the  saints  and  tliou  must  part? 
AVlien  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

5  Wliile  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  tlie  Saviour  fly  ; 
Then  shall  peace  thy  spirit  cheer; 
Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear. 

Samuel  Fi'uncis  Smith. 


291  L.M. 

BEHOLD  a  Stranger  at  the  door ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 


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2  O  lovely  attitude !    He  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  bleeding  hands — 
O  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes ! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  Friend  indeed  ? 
He  will ;  the  very  Friend  you  need ; 
The  Friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Eise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine ; 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine. 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn ; 
His  feet  departed,  ne'er  return ; 

•  Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

Joseph  Grigg. 


292  L.  M. 

GOD  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumber  lie  ? 

2  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  rise  ? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise. 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay  ? 
He  calls  me  still ;  can  I  delay  ? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock  ? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive. 
And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live? 
I  wait,  but  he  does  not  forsake ; 

He  calls  me  still ;  my  heart,  awake  1 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay ; 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay : 


Vain  world,  farewell,  from  thee  I  part ; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 
Gerhard  Tersteegen.    Tr.  by  Jane  Borthwick. 


293  L.  M. 

RETURN,  0  wanderer,  return, 
And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face; 
Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  return  ; 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart ; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return ; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live ; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  0  wanderer,  return. 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear ; 
'Tis  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn ; " 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

William  Bengo  Collyer. 


294  11,  io>  11, 10- 

CO]ME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  lan- 
guish. 
Come,    and    at    God's    altar    fervently 
kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell 
your  anguish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  can- 
not heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  Light  of  the  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  God's  name 
saying, 
"  Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  can- 
not cure." 


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3  Go,  ask  the  inlidel  wiiat  Ijoon  he  brings 
us, 
What  charm  for  acliinj,'  ht-arts  he.  can  re- 
veal, 
Sweet  as  the  heavenly  promise  hope  sings 
us, 
"Earth  has  no  sorrow  tliat  God  cannot 

'^^^^>^-  Thomas  Moore. 


295  c.  M. 

COME,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe. 
Our  common  Saviour  praise ; 
To  him,  with  joyful  voices,  give 
The  glory  of  his  grace. 

2  He  now  stands  knocking  at  the  door 

Of  every  sinner's  heart : 
The  worst  need  keep  him  out  no  more. 
Or  force  him  to  dei)urt. 

3  Through  grace  we  hearken  to  thy  voice, 

Yield  to  be  saved  from  sin  ; 
In  sure  and  certain  hope  rejoice, 
That  thou  wilt  enter  in. 

4  Come  quickly  in,  thou  heavenly  Guest, 

Nor  ever  hence  remove  : 

But  sup  with  us,  and  let  the  feast 

Be  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


290  c.  M. 

REPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
No  longer  dare  delay, 
The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  The  summons  goes  through  all  the  earth ; 

Let  eartli  attend  and  fi>ar ; 

Listen,  ye  men  of  royal  Inrth, 

And  let  your  vassals  hear. 

3  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess; 


Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 
4  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  you  to  his  bar ; 
For  mercy  knows  tlie  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


297  c.  M. 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sacred  word 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  j)eace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell : 

Why  will  you  persevere? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair? 

4  AVhy  will  you  in  tlie  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  eternal  woe. 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live 

Tlnough  his  abounding  grace : 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  scepter  of  his  word. 

Renouncing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divini'. 

John  Fawcett. 


298  s.M. 

ND  will  the  Judge  descend? 

And  must  the  dead  arise? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes? 


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2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  ilay, 
When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  sliakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead. 
Hark,  fi-om  the  gospel's  gentle  voice, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread ! 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace. 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 
Fly  to  the  slielter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


299  S.M. 

TO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand. 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away ; 
O!  make  thy  servants  truh'  wise. 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken  by  thine  almighty  i:)ower 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care ; 

0 !  be  it  still  pursued. 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 

Should  never  be  renewed. 
6  To  Jesus  may  we  fly. 

Swift  as  the  morning  light. 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beam  should  die 

In  sudden,  endless  night. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


300 


L.  M. 


W 


HILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given ; 


But  soon,  ah  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O  ha^te  away, 
While  yet  a  jiard'ning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing. 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring. 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

Timothy  Dwight. 


301  L.M. 

ARISE,  my  tend'rest  thoughts,  arise ; 
To  torrents  melt,  my  streaming  eyes ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame ; 
See  scandals  poured  on  Jesus'  name ; 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son, 
The  world  abused,  the  soul  undone. 

3  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
Closing  in  everlasting  night. 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  know. 
Though  briny  tears  for  ever  flow. 

4  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scene ; 
My  spirit  yearns  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim. 

And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flame. 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves. 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves ; 
Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ. 

And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

Philip  Doddridge, 


96 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


302  c.  M. 

THOU  Son  of  God,  whoso  flaming  eyes 
Our  inmost  tliouglits  })erceive, 
Accept  the  evening  sacrifice 
Which  ncfw'  to  tliee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  tlirone, 

And  think  ourselves  sincere ; 
But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worsliiper? 

3  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee ; 
A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 

His  desp'rate  state  explain ; 
And  ill!  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
And  penitential  i)ain. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  that  wakes  the  dead. 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  ; 
And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

CliarJcx  M'eslei/. 

303  c.  M. 

WHAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price. 
The  whole  creation  round  ? 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found  : 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath — 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death. 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  God,  to  reclaim  it,  did  not  spare 

His  well-beloved  Son ; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deigned  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

4  The  Holy  Spirit  sealed  the  plan, 

And  pledged  the  blood  divine. 
To  ransom  every  soul  of  man — 
That  price  was  i)aid  for  mine. 


5  Ami  is  this  treasure  borne  below. 

In  earthen  vessels  frail  ? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flcsli  and  spirit  fail  ? 

6  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross, 

Tliat  knowledge  to  ()l)tain  ; 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 

Jamec  Montgomery. 

304  CM. 

COME,  O  thou  all  victorious  Lord, 
Thy  j)Ower  to  us  make  known  ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word. 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Convince  us  first  of  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  release  ; 
Fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

3  Impov'rish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve. 

And  then  enrich  the  poor ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  sickness  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

4  That  blessed  sense  of  guilt  impart. 

And  then  remove  the  load ; 
Trouble,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

5  Our  desp'rate  state  through  sin  declare. 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven ; 
By  perfect  holiness  prepare. 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


305  c.  M. 

JESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 
Display  thy  saving  power; 
Thy  mercy  let  these  out<'a.':ts  find, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 


THE   GOSPEL  CALL. 


97 


2  Ah  !  give  them,  Lord,  a  longer  space, 

Nor  suddenly  consume ; 
But  let  them  take  the  proffered  grace, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come. 

3  O  wouldst  thou  cas^t  a  pitying  look, 

All  goodness  as  thou  art, 
Like  that  which  faithless  Peter's  broke, 
On  every  stony  heart ! 

4  Who  thee  beneath  their  feet  have  trod, 

And  crucified  afresh, 
Touch  with  thine  all-victorious  blood. 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

5  Open  their  eyes  thy  cross  to  see. 

Their  ears  to  hear  thy  cries : 
Sinner,  thy  Saviour  weeps  for  thee, 
For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies. 

6  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  stands. 

His  rebels  to  receive  ; 
And  shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his 
hands 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 


306  c.M. 

JESUS,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Thy  blessing  we  implore  ; 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word. 
The  great  effectual  door. 

2  Gather  the  outcasts  in,  and  save 
From  sin  and  Satan's  power ; 
And  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

7 


3  Lover  of  souls !  thou  know'st  to  prize 

What  thou  hast  bought  so  dear : 
Come,  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes, 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear ! 

4  The  hardness  from  their  hearts  remove, 

Thou  who  for  all  hast  died ; 
Show  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  side. 

5  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  prove  the  record  true ; 
And  all  thy  wounds  to  sinners  cry, 
"  I  suffered  this  for  you  1 " 

Charles  Wesley. 


307  CM. 

JESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few. 
Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak : 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  bow  th'  aspiring  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reacli  of  Satan's  rage 

Doth  thy  salvation  flow  ; 
'Tis  not  confined  to  sex  or  age. 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offered  to  the  prince. 

The  poor  may  take  their  share  ; 
No  mortal  has  a  just  pretense 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Come,  all  ye  vilest  sinners,  come;- 

He'll  form  your  souls  anew ; 

His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 

For  rebels  such  as  you. 

Isaac  Watts. 


SECTIO]^^  YI. 

PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


308  c.  p.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry, 
To  thee  who  wotildst  not  have  nie  die. 
But  know  the  truth  and  live : 
Open  mine  eyes  to  see  thy  face, 
Work  in  my  heart  the  saving  grace, 
The  life  eternal  give. 

2  Shut  up  in  unbelief  I  groan, 

And  blindly  serve  a  God  unknown, 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove: 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart. 
And  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart, 

And  manifest  thy  love. 

3  I  know  the  grace  is  only  thine, 
The  gift  of  faith  is  all  divine ; 

But,  if  on  thee  we  call, 
Thoii  wilt  the  benefit  bestow, 
And  give  us  hearts  to  feel  and  know 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

4  Be  it  according  to  thy  word ; 

Now  let  me  find  my  pard'ning  Lord  ; 

Let  what  I  ask  be  given : 
The  bar  of  unbelief  remove, 
Open  the  door  of  faith  and  love. 

And  take  me  into  heaven  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


309  L  M. 

TESTIS,  my  Advocate  above, 
t)   My  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love, 
(981 


If  now  for  me  prevails  thy  prayer, 

If  now  I  find  thee  pleading  there, 

If  tliou  the  secret  wish  convey. 

And  sweetly  jjrompt  my  heart  to  pray,-— 

Hear,  and  my  weak  petitions  join, 

Almighty  Advocate,  to  thine. 

2  0  sovereign  Love,  to  thee  I  cry ! 
Give  me  thyself,  or  else  I  die ! 
Save  me  from  death  ,  from  hell  set  freel 
Death,  hell,  are  but  the  want  of  thee. 
Quickened  ])y  thy  imparted  flame ; 
Saved,  when  possessed  of  thee,  I  am : 
My  life,  my  only  heaven  thou  art; 
0  might  I  feel  thee  in  my  heart ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


310  I  M 

SHOW  pity,  Ix)rd,  O  Lord,  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live : 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
]\Iay  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  prace : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  0  wa.«h  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  t 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offenses  pain  mine  eyes. 


PENITENTIAL    EXERCISES. 


99 


4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace : 
Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death ; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

a  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

Isaac  Watts. 


311  c  M 

LONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
Of  thy  salvation.  Lord ; 
Isut  still  Iiow  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word ! 

2  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  1 

How  negligent  my  fear ! 
How  low  my  hopes  of  joys  above ! 
How  few  affections  there ! 

3  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart 

To  give  thy  word  success ; 
Write  thy  salvation  on  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

4  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high, 
Wliere  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

Isaac  Watts. 


312 


C.  M. 


I 


N  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
TJnawed  by  shame  or  fear ; 

Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 


2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood. 
Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure,  never  to  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt,  and  owned  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair ; 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt. 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid ; 
I  die,  that  thou  may'st  live." 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  disj^lays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue ; 

Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace. 

It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

JoJi^i  JSfewton. 


313  c.  M. 

OFOR  that  tenderness  of  heart 
Which  bows  before  the  Lord, 
Acknowledging  how  just  thou  art. 
And  trembling  at  thy  word ! 

2  O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

AVhich  from  repentance  flow ; 
That  consciousness  of  guilt  which  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow ! 

3  Saviour,  to  me  in  pity  give 

The  sensible  distress ; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt,  at  last,  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace. 

Charles  Wesley, 


314 


CM. 


FATHER,  I  wait  before  thy  throne ; 
Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ; 


100 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 
2  There  shed  thy  promised  love  abroad, 
And  make  my  comfort  strong; 
Then  shall  I  say,  "  My  Father,  God ! " 
"With  an  unwav'ring  tongue. 

Isaac  Wattx. 


315  c.  M. 

FATHER,  behold  with  gracious  eyes 
The  souls  before  thy  tlirone, 
Who  now  present  their  sacrifice, 
And  seek  thee  in  thy  Son. 

2  AVell  pleased  in  him  thyself  declare, 

Thy  pard'ning  love  reveal, 
The  peaceful  answer  of  our  prayer 
To  every  conscience  seal. 

3  ^Meanest  of  all  thy  servants,  I 

Those  happier  spirits  meet. 
And  mix  with  theirs  my  feeble  cry, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet. 

4  On  me,  on  all,  some  gift  bestow 

Some  blessing  now  impart; 
The  seed  of  life  eternal  sow 
In  every  mournful  heart. 

5  Thy  loving,  poAverful  Spirit  shed, 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven. 
Or  haste  throughout  the  lump  to  spread 
The  sanctifying  leaven. 

6  Refresh  us  with  a  ceaseless  sliower 

Of  graces  from  above. 
Till  all  receive  the  perfect  power 
Of  everlasting  love. 

Charles  V.'cslci/. 


2  A  heart  with  grief  oppressed 

For  having  grieved  my  God  ; 

A  troubled  lieart  that  cannot  rest 

Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire , 
AVith  true  sincerity  of  woe 
]My  aching  breast  inspire: 

4  With  soft'ning  i)ity  look, 

And  melt  my  hardness  down ; 
Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone  I 

Charles  ^Vesley. 


316  s^i 

OTIIAT  I  could  repent. 
With  all  my  idols  part; 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  pres<>iit 
A  humble,  contrite  heart : 


317  s-  M. 

OTIIAT  I  could  repent! 
O  that  I  could  Ix-lieve ! 
Tliou,  by  thy  voice  omnipotent, 
The  rock  in  sunder  cleave ; — 

2  Thou,  by  thy  two-edged  sword, 

]\Iy  soul  and  spirit  part ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thj'  word. 
And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

3  Saviour,  and  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  double  grace  bestow  ; 
Vnloose  the  bands  of  wickedness. 
And  let  the  captive  go. 

4  Grant  me  my  sins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove ; 
AVound,  and  pour  in,  my  wounds  to  heal, 
The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

5  This  is  thy  will,  I  know^, 

That  I  sliould  holy  be ; 
Should  let  my  sins  this  moment  go. 
This  moment  turn  to  thee. 

G  0  njight  I  now  embrace 

Thine  all-sufficient  power, 
And  never  more  to  sin  give  place. 
And  never  grieve  thee  more! 

CliarlcK  Vrsl>!/. 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


101 


318  L-  M. 

JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 
And  that  thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  thee, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
AVith  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt. 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind  ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind. 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive. 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down : 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


319 


S.  M. 


D 


ID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  *; 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wond'ring  angels  see  ! 
Be  thou  astonished,  0  my  soul , 
He  shed  thos^  tears  for  thee ! 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep  ; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear: 


In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  tl;)ere. 

Beiijamin  Beddome. 


320  los. 

LATE,  late,  so  late!    and  dark  the  night, 
and  chill ! 
Late,  late,  so  late  !     But  we  can  enter  still. 
"Too   late,  too  late!    ye  cannot  enter 
now." 

2  No  light  had  we ; — for  that  we  do  repent. 
And  learning  this,  the  Bridegroom  will  re- 
lent. 

"  Too  late,  too  late !    ye  cannot  enter 
now." 

3  No  light !  so  late  1  and  dark  and  chill  the 

night ; 
O  let  us  in,  that  we  may  find  the  light ! 
"Too   late,  too   late!    ye   cannot  enter 
now ! " 

4  Have  we  not  heard  the  Bridegroom  is  so 

sweet? 
O  let  us  in,  though  late,  to  kiss  his  feet! 
"  No  1    no !    too  late !    ye  cannot  enter 
IIOW.  Alfred  Tennyson. 


321  L.  M. 

WHEREWITH,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near, 
And  bow  myself  before  thy  face? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  most  high  ? 

Will  multiplied  oblations  please  ? 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favor  buy  ? 
Or  slaughtered  hecatombs  appease  ? 

3  Can  these  avert  the  wrath  of  God  ? 

Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain? 
Rivers  of  oil  and  seas  of  blood, 
Alas !  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 


102 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


4  Whoe'er  to  thee  themselves  approve, 

Must  take  the  path  thyself  hast  showed  ; 
Justice  I'ursue,  and  morcy  love, 

And  humbly  walk  by  faith  with  Ciod. 

5  But  though  my  life  henceforth  be  thine, 

Present  for  past  can  ne'er  atone : 

Though  I  to  thee  the  whole  resign, 

I  only  give  tliee  back  thine  own. 

6  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  trust? 

I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am  ; 
Excluded  is  my  every  boast, 

jNIy  glorj'  swallowed  up  in  shame. 

7  Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face ; 

On  me  I  feel  thy  wrath  abide  ; 
'Tis  just  the  sentence  should  take  place, 
'Tis  just— but  0,  thy  Son  hath  died ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

322  c.  M. 

GOD  is  in  this  and  everj'  place ; 
But  O,  how  dark  and  void 
To  me !     'Tis  one  great  wilderness, 
This  earth  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  Him  who  all  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  light  impart, 
Till  he  his  glorious  self  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  O  thou  wlio  seest  and  know'st  my  grief, 

Thyself  unseen,  unknown, 
Pity  my  helpless  unbelief. 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long-sought  blessing  give  ; 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 


323 


C.  M. 


ONG  have  T  seemed  to  serve  thee.  Lord, 
i   AVith  unavailing  pain  ; 


Fasted,  and  prayed,  and  read  thy  word 
And  heard  it  iireached  in  vain 

2  Oft  did  I  with  th'  assembly  join. 

And  near  thy  altar  drew ; 

A  form  of  godliness  was  mine. 

The  power  I  never  knew. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law. 

Nor  knew  its  deep  design ; 
The  length  and  Ijreadth  1  never  saw. 
And  height,  of  love  Divine. 

4  I  see  the  perfect  law  requires 
.     Truth  in  the  inward  parts ; 

Our  full  consent,  our  whole  desires. 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

5  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast, 

Of  means  an  idol  made ; 
The  sjurit  in  the  letter  lost. 
The  substiince  in  the  shade. 

6  Where  am  I  now  ?  what  is  my  hope  ? 

AVhat  can  my  weakness  do? 

Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up ; 

'Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 

Charles  Wesley. 


324 


L.  31. 


A 


BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  \\\y  King, 
To  thee  a  sacrifice  I  bring; 

The  God  of  grac-e  will  ne'er  despise 

A  broken  Iieart  for  sacrifice. 


2  ]My  soul  lies  huml)led  in  the  dust. 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just  : 
Look  down,  0  Lord,  witli  i)itying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Tlien  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  sliall  learn^hy  sovereign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  tliem  to  my  Saviour's  blood. 
And  they  shall  praise  a  iiard'ning  God. 


PENITENTIAL  EXEKCISES. 


103 


4  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 
Isaac  Watts. 


325  L-  M. 

LORD,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death : 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart. 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  Behold,  I  fall  before  tliy  face ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

4  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast. 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea. 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

5  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow : 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

6  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace. 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease, 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 

Isaac  Watts. 


326  c.  M. 

WHEN,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  view  my  IMaker  face  to  face, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ? 


2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found. 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  soul  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought : 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

4  O  may  my  broken,  contrite  heart. 

Timely  my  sins  lament, 
And  early  with  repentant  tears. 
Eternal  woe  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  sorrows  of  my  heart. 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groan. 
To  give  those  sorrows  weight ! 

6  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  secure, 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  hath  died 
To  make  that  pardon  sure. 

Joseph  Addison. 


327  L-  M. 

OFOR  a  glance  of  heavenlj'  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  heart  away, 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine ! 

2  The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth  can  quake ; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountain  shake : 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
O  Lord,  an  adamant  Mould  melt ! 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line. 

And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thj'  judgments,  too,  unmoved  I  hear, 
(Amazing  thought !)  which  devils  fear; 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 


104 


PENITENTIAL  EXEIiCISES. 


But  something  yet  can  do  tlie  deed ; 
And  that  blest  something  much  I  need : 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 

Joseph  Hart. 


328  L.  M. 

LORD,  I  despair  myself  to  heal : 
I  see  my  sin,  but  cannot  feel ; 
I  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 
And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 

2  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give : 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive ; 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign  ; 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal,  are  tliine. 

3  "With  simple  faith  on  thee  I  call. 
My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all: 
I  wait  the  moving  of  the  pool ; 

I  wait  the  word  that  speaks  me  Avhole. 

4  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure ; 
Make  my  infected  nature  pure : 
Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy,  impart. 
And  j)our  thyself  into  my  heart ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


329 


S.  M. 


WHEN  shall  thy  love  constrain. 
And  force  me  to  thy  breast? 
When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
To  her  eternal  rest? 

2  Ah !  what  avails  my  strife. 

My  wand'ring  to  and  fro? 
Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life : 
Ah !  whither  should  I  go  ? 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 

To  me  did  freely  move ; 
It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 


4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fall; 
I  groan  to  be  set  free ; 
I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call. 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 


330  s  M 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror! 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake  ; 

My  friends,  my  all  resign ; 
Gracious  Kedeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine  ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  Avhole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this, 

Thy  only  love  to  knoM' ; 
To  seek  and  tiiste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

6  My  life,  my  portion  thou. 

Thou  all  sufficient  art ; 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 


331  s  M 

n  !  whither  should  I  go, 

Burdened,  and  sick,  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 
And  pour  out  my  comi)laint? 


A' 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


105 


My  Saviour  bids  me  come ; 

Ah  !  why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 

And  yet  from  him  I  stay ! 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back 

From  which  I  cannot  part  ? 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 

Possession  of  mj'  heart? 
Some  cursed  thing  unknown 

Must  surely  lurk  within  ; 
Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own, 

Some  secret  bosom-sin. 

3  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 

Which  I  have  feared  to  see ; 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 

What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display ; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 

And  take  the  veil  away. 

4  I  now  believe  in  thee 

Compassion  reigns  alone; 
According  to  my  faith,  to  me 

O  let  it,  Lord,  be  done  1 
In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  remove  ; 
Remove  it,  and  I  shall  declare 

That  God  is  only  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


332 


S.  M. 


OMY  offended  God, 
If  now  at  last  I  see 
That  I  have  trampled  on  thy  blood, 
And  done  despite  to  thee, — 

2  If  I  begin  to  wake 

Out  of  my  deadly  sleep, 

Into  thy  arms  of  mercy  take. 

And  there  for  ever  keep. 


3  No  other  right  have  I 

Than  what  the  world  may  claim : 
All,  all  may  to  their  Gk)d  draw  nigh. 
Through  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Thou  hast  obtained  the  grace 

That  all  may  turn  and  live ; 
And  lo !  thy  offer  I  embrace, 
Thy  mercy  I  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 


333  L.  M. 

IT^ATHER,  if  I  may  call  thee  so. 
-     Regard  my  fearful  heart's  desire ; 
Remove  this  load  of  guilty  woe, 
Nor  let  me  in  my  sins  expire ! 

2  I  tremble  lest  the  wrath  divine. 

Which  bruises  now  my  wretched  soul, 
Should  bruise  this  wretched  soul  of  mine 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

3  To  thee  my  last  distress  I  bring : 

The  heightened  fear  of  death  I  find ; 
The  tyrant,  brandishing  his  sting, 
Appears,  and  hell  is  close  behind ! 

4  I  deprecate  that  death  alone, 

That  endless  banishment  from  thee : 
0  save,  and  give  me  to  thy  Son, 
AVho  trembled,  wept,  and  bled  for  me ! 
Charles  Wesley. 


334  L.M. 

JESUS,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee. 
Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee. 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin ; 
Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in. 

2  Pity  and  heal  my  sin-sick  soul ; 
'Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole  ; 
Fall'n,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine, 
And  lost  I  am  till  thou  art  mine- 


106 


TENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


3  What  phall  I  t=ay  thy  grace  to  move? 
Lord,  I  am  sin,  but  thou  art  Icne  : 
I  give  up  every  plea  beside, 
"  Lord,  I  am  lost,  but  thou  hast  died." 
Charles  Wesley. 


335  L-  M. 

JESUS,  thy  far-extended  fame 
My  drooping  soul  exults  to  hear; 
Thy  name,  thy  all-restoring  name, 
Is  music  in  a  sinner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didst  receive. 

With  comfortable  words,  and  kind, 
Their  sorrows  cheer,  their  wants  relieve, 
Heal  the  diseased,  and  cure  the  blind. 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  still. 

In  every  place  and  age  the  same  ? 
Hast  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  skill, 
Or  lost  the  virtue  of  thy  name  ? 

4  All  my  disease,  my  every  sin, 

To  thee,  O  Jesus,  I  confess : 
In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 
And  perfect  it  in  holiness. 

Charles  Weslej/. 


4  Helpless  howe'er  my  spirit  lies. 

And  long  hath  languished  at  the  pool. 
A  Avord  of  thine  shall  make  me  rise, 
Shall  speak  me  in  a  moment  whole. 

Charles  Wesley. 


336  L  M. 

OTHOU,  whom  once  they  flocked  to  hear. 
Thy  words  to  hear,  thy  power  to  feel, 
Suffer  the  sinners  to  draw  near. 
And  graciously  receive  us  still. 

2  They  that  be  whole,  thyself  hast  said, 

No  need  of  a  physician  have ; 
But  I  am  sick,  and  want  thine  aid, 
And  ask  thine  utmost  power  to  save. 

3  Thy  power,  and  truth,  and  love  divine, 

The  same  from  age  to  age  endure : 
A  word,  a  gracious  word  of  thine. 
The  most  invet'rate  plague  can  cure. 


337  L.  M. 

WHEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 
Tliat  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee? 
The  fullness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love? 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here. 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near: 

0  dark !  dark !  dark !  I  still  must  say. 
Amidst  the  blaze  of  gospel  day. 

o  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find. 
And  cast  the  world  and  flesh  behind : 
Thou,  only  thou,  to  me  be  given, 
Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flesh  set  free, 
Jesus,  my  soul  shall  fly  to  thee: 
Jesus,  when  I  have  lost  my  all, 

1  shall  upon  thy  bosom  fall. 

Charles  Wesley. 


338  c.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  my  Lord  receive, 
Who  did  the  world  redeem  ; 
Who  gave  his  life  that  I  might  live 
A  life  concealed  in  him ! 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blessing  prove. 

My  heart's  extreme  desire, 
Live  hajjpy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire  1 

3  In  answer  to  ten  tliousand  prayer?. 

Thou  pard'ning  God,  descend  : 
Number  me  with  salvation's  heira. 
My  sins  and  troubles  end. 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


107 


Nothing  I  ask  or  want  beside, 

Of  all  in  earth  or  heaven, 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  applied, 

And  live  and  die  forgiven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


339  c.  M. 

JESUS,  if  fe-till  thou  art  to-day, 
As  yesterday,  the  same, 
Present  to  heal,  in  me  display 
The  virtue  of  thy  name ! 

2  If  still  thou  go'st  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good. 
On  me,  that  I  thy  praise  may  show. 
Be  all  thy  wonders  showed. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 

Thy  miracles  repeat : 
'With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  fall 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathsome,  and  vile,  and  self-abhorred, 

I  sink  beneath  my  sin  ; 
But,  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

Charles  Wesley. 


340  c.  M. 

WITH  glorious  clouds  encompassed  round, 
Whom  angels  dimly  see ; 
Will  the  Unsearchable  be  found. 
Or  God  appear  to  me  ? 

2  Will  he  forsake  his  throne  above, 

Himself  to  worms  impart  ? 
Answer,  thou  INIan  of  grief  and  love, 
And  speak  it  to  my  heart. 

3  In  manifested  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  design ; 
What  meant  the  suff'ring  Son  of  man. 
The  streaming  blood  divine  ? 


4  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 

Whom  angels  dimly  see ; 

And  gaze,  transported  at  the  sight. 

To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley, 


341  c.  M. 

WHILE  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie, 
Thy  quick 'ning  Spirit  give ; 
Call  me,  thou  Son  of  God,  that  I 
May  hear  thy  voice  and  live. 

2  If  thou  impart  thyself  to  me, 

No  other  good  I  need ; 
If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 
I  shall  be  free  indeed. 

3  From  sin,  the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain. 

Thou  wilt  redeem  my  soul : 
Lord,  I  believe,  and  not  in  vain : 
My  faith  shall  make  me  whole. 

4  I  too,  with  thee,  shall  w-alk  in  white, 

With  all  thy  saints  shall  prove 
What   is   the   length,  and   breadth,  and 
height. 
And  depth,  of  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley, 


342 


C.  M. 


I 


ASK  the  gift  of  righteousness, 
The  sin-subduing  power. 

Power  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace. 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 


2  I  ask  the  blood-bought  pardon  sealed. 

The  liberty  from  sin. 
The  grace  infused,  the  love  revealed. 
The  kingdom  fixed  within. 

3  Thou  hear'st  me  for  salvation  pray ; 

Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire ; 
Made  readj'  in  thy  powerful  day, 
Thy  fullness  I  require. 


108 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


4  My  vehement  soul  cries  out,  oppressed, 

Impatient  to  be  freed ; 
Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  rest, 
Till  I  am  saved  indeed. 

5  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert? 

Art  thou  not  wilhng  too? 
To  change  tliis  okl  rebellious  heart, 
To  conquer  and  renew  ? 

6  Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe. 

So  arm  me  with  thy  power. 
That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave. 
May  never  feel  it  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 


343  c.  M. 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 
Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 
Fast  in  his  slavi^^h  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word : 
"Ho !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come. 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 
I  would  believe  thy  ])romise.  Lord, 
0  help  my  unbelii'f ! 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly : 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  heli>less  wonn. 

Into  thy  arms  I  fall : 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus  and  my  all. 

Tsnac  Walls. 


344  c'.  M. 

ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 
And  di'l  mv  Sovereign  die? 


Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown  I 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  miglit  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in. 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's,  sin ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


Isaac  Walls. 


34o 


5  C.  M. 

FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
No  other  help  I  know  ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me. 
Ah !  wliither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath ! 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death  I 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  tliis  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  ]ioNver ! 
Now  my  ])oor  soul  thou  "wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  'wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes : 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift  I 
My  soul  without  it  dies  1 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die; 

0  speak,  and  I  shall  live  ; 
And  here  I  will  imwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  tliy  Sjiirit  give. 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


109 


()  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice, 
Could  they  out  see  thj'  face : 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'niug  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


346  c.  M. 

APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat. 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh ; 
Thou  call'st  the  burdened  soul  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed, 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face. 
And  tell  him  thou  hast  died. 

5  0  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die. 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 

Might  plead  his  gracious  name ! 
G  "  Poor  tempest-tossed  soul,  be  still; 

My  promised  grace  receive ; " — 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks — I  must,  I  will, 

I  can,  I  do  believe. 

John  Neiuton. 


347  L.  M. 

WITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around  ; 
Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea ; 
Yet  'midst  the  gloom  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper,  "  Come  to  me ! " 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest, 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee : 


0  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed. 
How  sweet  the  bidding, "  Come  to  me ! " 

3  When  against  sin  I  strive  in  vain, 

And  (;annot  from  its  yoke  get  free, 
Sinking  beneath  the  heavy  chain, 

The  words  arrest  me,  "  Come  to  me !  " 

4  When  nature  shudders,  loath  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  enjoy,  and  see ; 
When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
•A  sweet  voice  utters,  "  Come  to  me ! 

5  "  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die ; 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee ; 

Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye; 

I  am  thy  portion ;  come  to  me ! " 

Charlolte  Elliott. 


348  7s.    6  1. 

BY  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears; 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears; 
By  thy  conflict  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye  • 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

2  By  the  tenderness  that  wept 

O'er  the  grave  where  Lazarus  slept ; 
By  the  bitter  tears  that  flowed 
Over  Salem's  lost  abode, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

3  By  thy  lonely  hour  of  prayer; 
By  the  fearful  conflict  there ; 
By  thy  cross  and  dying  cries; 
By  thy  one  great  sacrifice, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

4  By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave ; 
By  thy  power  the  lost  to  save ; 
By  thy  high,  majestic  throne : 


110 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


By  the  empire  all  thine  own, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

Rohcrl  Grant.    (Alt.) 


349  c  M 

PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet, 
A  guilty  rebel  lies  : 
And  upward  to  tlie  merey-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suifice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt; 
Xo  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

4  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord, 

And  all  my  sins  forgive; 
Justice  v.ill  well  approve  tlie  word 
That  bids  tlie  sinner  live. 

Samuel  Steiuiett. 

350  L.M. 

JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone. 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hojtes  upon; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went. 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  jiaths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not; 
!My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  wav  I " 


5  IjO  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

()  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God ! " 
John  Ccnnick, 


351  s.  M. 

TESUS,  my  Loid,  attend 
*J     Thy  feeble  creature's  cry ; 

And  show  thyself  the  sinner's  Friend, 
And  set  me  up  on  high. 

2  From  hell's  oppressive  power 

My  struggling  soul  release, 
And  to  thy  Father's  grace  restore, 
And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

3  Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow  : 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine. 
The  joy  of  angels  know. 

4  That  thou  canst  here  forgive 

Grant  me  to  testify  ; 
And  justified  by  faith  to  live. 
And  in  that  faith  to  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 


352  CM.   D. 

OFOR  the  hapi)y  days  gone  by, 
When  love  ran  smooth  and  free, 
Days  when  my  spirit  so  enjoyed 

More  than  earth's  liberty  ! 
Then  when  I  knelt  to  meditate, 

Sweet  thouglits  came  o'er  my  soul. 
Countless  and  bright  and  beautiful. 
Beyond  mv  own  control. 


PENITENTIAL   EXERCISES. 


Ill 


2  O  what  hath  locked  those  fountains  up  ? 

Those  visions  who  hath  stayed  ? 
What  sudden  act  lias  thus  transformed 

My  sunshine  into  shade  ? 
If  this  drear  cliange  be  thine,  0  Lord, 

If  it  be  thy  sweet  will, 
Spare  not,  but  to  the  very  brim 

The  bitter  chalice  fill. 

3  But  if  it  hath  been  sin  of  mine, 

O  show  that  sin  to  me ! 
Not  to  get  back  the  sweetness  lost, 

But  to  make  peace  with  thee. 
One  thing  alone,  dear  Lord,  I  dread — 

To  have  a  sinful  spot 
That  separates  my  soul  from  thee, 

And  yet  to  know  it  not. 

4  Then,  if  this  weariness  hath  come 

A  blessing  from  on  high, 
Teach  me  to  find  the  hidden  wealth 

That  in  its  depths  may  lie ; 
So  in  this  darkness  I  may  learn 

To  tremble  and  adore. 
To  sound  my  own  vile  nothingness, 

And  thus  to  love  thee  more. 

Frederick  William  Fuber, 


353  c.  M.  D. 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
When  heated  in  the  chase. 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee. 

And  thy  refreshing  grace. 
For  thee,  my  God,  the  livings  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ; 
O  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  divine  ? 

2  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days, 
When  thou,  O  Lord,  wast  nigh; 
When  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 
And  none  more  blest  than  I. 


AVhy  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul ' 
Hope  still,  and  thou  shalt  sing 

The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  Saviour,  and  thy  King. 

Tate  and  Brady.    Alt.  by  H.  F.  Lyte. 


354  7s.    D. 

JESUS,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  Avaters  roll. 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ! . 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  mj'  helpless  soul  on  thee : 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone. 

Still  support  and  comfort  me ! 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed. 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring: 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  : 
False,  and  full  of  sin,  I  am  ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound. 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee: 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity  ! 

Charles  Wesley, 


112 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCiyEb. 


355  7s,6s&Sf^. 

LET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 
Their  worlds  of  righteousness; 
I,  a  wretfh  undone  and  lost, 
Am  freely  saved  by  grace : 
Other  title  I  disclaim  ; 

This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea, 
1  the  chief  of  sinners  am. 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

2  Happy  they  whose  joys  abound, 

Like  Jordan's  swelling  stream, 
Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have  found, 

And  give  tlie  praise  to  him  ; 
Meanest  foU'wer  of  the  Laml), 

His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see: 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 

And  thou  in  me  wilt  live; 
I  shall  feel  thy  death  applied; 

I  shall  thy  life  receive; 
Yet,  when  melted  in  the  flame 

Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea, 
I  the  chief  of  sinnei-s  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

Charles  Wesley. 


356  c.  p.  M. 

OLOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art! 
AVhen  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee? 
T  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  : 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery. 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  height 


3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God : 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  al)road 

In  this  poor  stony  heart! 
Fur  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine; 

Be  mine  this  better  part! 

4  O  that  I  could  forever  sit 
With  :\Iary  at  the  Master's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice, 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice ! 

5  O  that,  with  humbled  Peter,  I 
Could  weep,  believe,  and  thrice  reply, 

My  faithfulness  to  prove, 
"  Thou  know'st — for  all  to  thee  is  knoAvn— 
Thou  know'st,  O  Lord,  and  thou  alone. 

Thou  know'st  that  thee  I  love." 

6  O  tliat  I  could,  witli  l^vvored  John, 
Recline  my  Aveary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast ! 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free. 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

]\ry  everlasting  rest ! 

7  Thy  only  love  do  I  require. 
Nothing  in  earth  beneath  desire, 

Nothing  in  heaven  above  : 
Let  earth,  and  heaven,  and  all  tilings  go, 
Give  me  thy  only  love  to  know, 

Give  me  thy  only  love. 

Churles  H'esleij. 


357  c.  p.  M. 

THOU  great  mysterious  God  unknown, 
Whose  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 

E'en  from  my  infant  daj's. 
Mine  inmost  soul  expose  to  view. 
And  tell  me  if  I  ever  knew 
Thy  justifying  grace. 


PENITENTIAL   EXERCISES. 


113 


2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  followed,  with  a  heart  sincere, 

Thy  drawings  fi"om  above, 
Now,  now  the  further  grace  bestow, 
And  let  my  sprinkled  conscience  know 

Thy  sweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  stop, 
A  stranger  to  the  gospel  hope, 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiven : 
I  would  not.  Lord,  my  soul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witness  live, 

That  antepast  of  heaven. 

4  Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son, 

And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 

How  merciful  thou  art : 
The  secret  of  thy  love  reveal, 
And  by  thy  hallowing  Spirit  dwell 

Forever  in  my  heart ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


358  c.  p.  M. 

OTHOTJ  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne, 
Help  us  to  look  on  thee  and  mourn, 
On  thee  whom  we  have  slain. 
Have  pierced  a  thousand,  thousand  times. 
And  by  reiterated  crimes 
Renewed  thy  sacred  pain. 

2  Vouchsafe  us  eyes  of  faith  to  see 
The  man  transfixed  on  Calvary ! 

To  know  thee  who  thou  art, 
The  one  eternal  God  and  true ; 
And  let  the  sight  affect,  subdue, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

3  Lover  of  souls,  to  rescue  mine, 
Reveal  the  charity  divine. 

That  suffered  in  my  stead ! 
That  made  my  soul  a  sacrifice. 
And  quenched  in  death  those  flaming  eyes. 

And  bowed  that  sacred  head. 
8 


4  Now  let  thy  dying  love  constrain 
My  soul  to  love  its  God  again, 

Its  God  to  glorify ! 
And  lo  !  T  come  thy  cross  to  share, 
Echo  thy  sacrificial  prayer. 
And  with  my  Saviour  die ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

359  7s 

JESUS,  answer  from  above : 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  Love  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet? 

2  If  I  rightly  read  tliy  heart, 
If  thou  all  compassion  art, 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow ! 
Pardon  and  accept  me  now. 

3  Pity  from  thine  eye  let  fall ; 
By  a  look  my  soul  recall ; 
Now  the  stone  to  flesh  convert, 
Cast  a  look,  and  break  my  heart. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament. 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

360  Six  ss. 

COME,  O  thou  Traveller  unknown. 
Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see ; 
My  company  before  is  gone. 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee  : 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am  ; 

My  sin  and  misery  declare ; 
Thyself  hast  called  me  by  my  name, 

Look  on  thy  hands  and  read  it  there ; 
But  who,  I  ask  tliee,  who  art  thou  ? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 


114 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free ; 

I  never  will  unloo;^e  my  hold ! 
Art  thou  the  Man  that  died  lor  me? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  Wilt  tliou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 

Thy  new,  unutterable  name? 
Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell ; 

To  know  it  now,  resolved  I  am : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

5  AVhat  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain, 

And  murmur  to  contend  so  long? 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain : 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong ! 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-man  prevail. 

6  i\Iy  strength  is  gone,  my  nature  dies, 

T  sink  beneath  thy  weighty  hand ; 
Faint,  to  revive — and  fall,  to  rise ; 

I  fall,  and  yet  by  faith  I  stand : 
T  stand,  and  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

diaries  Wesley. 


301  Six  8s. 

YIELD  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak. 
But  confident  in  self-despair ; 
Si)eak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak  ; 
Be  conquered  by  my  instant  prayer: 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

2  'Tis  Love  !  'tis  Love !  thou  dicdst  for  me  ; 
I  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart ; 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee ; 

Pure,  universal  love  thou  art: 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 


3  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God  ;  the  grace 

Unspeakable  I  now  receive ; 
Through  laitii  I  see  thee  face  to  face; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face  and  live ! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

4  I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 

Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  Friend: 
Nor  wilt  tliou  with  the  night  depart, 

But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end : 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

5  The  Sun  of  righteousness  on  me 

Hath  rii^en,  with  healing  in  his  wings; 
Withered  my  nature's  strength,  from  thee 

jMy  soul  its  life  and  succor  brings ; 
IMy  helj)  is  all  laid  up  above ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

6  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey ; 

Hell,  earth,  and  sin,  with  ease  o'ercome ; 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way, 

And,  as  a  bounding  hart,  fly  home ; 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


362 


C.  iM. 


TPIS  a  thing  I  long  to  know, 
JL  Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought: 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Wliy  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
AVho  have  never  heartl  his  name. 

3  Coidd  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Praycjr  a  tiisk  and  burden  prove. 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love. 


PENITENTIAL  EXEKCISES. 


115 


4  When  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  seems  naixed  with  all  I  do  ; 
Ye  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  witli  you  ? 

5  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

6  Could  I  joy  His  saints  to  meet. 

Love  the  ways  I  once  abhorred, 
Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet. 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

7  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case, 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  Sun 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

8  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

John  Newton. 


363  L-  M. 

SAVIOUR,  I  now  with  shame  confess 
My  thirst  for  creature  happiness ; 
By  base  desires  I  wronged  thy  love, 
And  forced  thy  mercy  to  remove. 

2  I  knew  not  that  the  Lord  was  gone  ; 
In  my  own  froward  will  went  on ; 

I  lived  to  the  desires  of  men. 

And  thou  hast  all  my  wand'rings  seen. 

3  Yet,  O  the  riches  of  thy  grace ! 
Thou,  who  hast  seen  my  evil  ways, 
"Wilt  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  pardon  on  my  conscience  seal. 

4  For  this  I  at  thy  footstool  wait, 
Till  thou  my  peace  again  create — 
Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips — restore 
My  peace,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


364  c.  M. 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
AVhere  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return. 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 

1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

William  Cowper. 

365  c.  M. 

JESUS,  the  all-restoring  Word, 
My  fallen  spirit's  hope. 
After  thy  lovely  likeness.  Lord, 
Ah !  when  shall  I  wake  up  ? 

2  Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  below, 

In  heaven  above,  to  give. 
Give  me  thy  only  love  to  know, 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

3  Fill  me  with  all  the  light  of  love ; 

In  mystic  union  join 
Me  to  thyself,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 


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4  Open  the  intercoui-se  between 

5  Look  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

]\Iy  longing  soul  and  thee, 

"Was  closed  that  we  might  live; 

Never  to  be  broke  olf  again 

"  Father,"  (at  tlie  point  to  die 

To  all  eternity. 

My  Saviour  gasped,)  "forgive!" 

Cliarlcii  M'cxlri/. 

Surely  with  that  dying  word 

He  turns,  and  looks,  and  cries,  "'Tis 

done ! " 

366           7.,fe,&s.. 

0  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 

TESUS,  let  tliy  pitying  eye 
?J     Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheej)  ; 

TliDU  break'.st  my  heart  of  stone! 

Charles  Wesley. 

False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

AVould  lain,  like  Peter,  Aveep. 

Let  nie  be  by  grace  restored  ; 

367                s.  M. 

On  nie  be  all  long-sufl''ring  shown  ; 

f\  TIIOU,  whose  mercy  hears 
\J    Contrition's  humbhi  sigh  ; 

Turn,  and  look  upon  nie,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tt-ars 

From  sorrow's  weeping  eye ; 

2  Saviom-,  Prince,  enthroned  above 

Repentance  to  impart. 

2  See,  at  thy  throne  of  grace. 

Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love. 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn ; 

The  huml)le  contrite  heart: 

Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 

Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return?" 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown ; 

.">  Shall  guilty  fears  prevail 

Turn,  antl  look  upon  me.  Lord, 

To  drive  me  from  tliy  feet? 

And  Ijreak  my  heart  of  stone. 

0  let  not  this  last  refuge  fail, 

This  only  safe  retreat! 

o  For  thine  own  compassion's  sake. 

The  gracious  wonder  show  ; 

4  Absent  from  thee,  n)y  Light, 

Cast  my  sins  behind  thy  back. 

"Witliout  one  cheering  ray. 

And  wa.«h  me  white  as  snow  : 

Through  dangers^,  fears,  and  gloomy  night 

If  thy  bowels  now  are  stirred. 

How  desolate  my  way! 

If  now  I  do  myself  bemoan, 

5  On  this  benighted  heart 

Turn,  and  look  ujion  me,  Lord, 

With  lieams  of  mercy  shine; 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

And  let  thy  voice  again  impart 

A  taste  of  jov  divine. 

4  See  nie,  Saviour,  from  al)ove. 

Ainie  Steele.     (.Vlt.i 

J^or  suffer  me  to  die ! 

Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye : 

368                7s 

Speak  the  reconciling  word. 

1"\FPTII  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
J-/  Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 

Turn,  and  look  Upon  me,  Ivord, 

Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 

And  break  mv  heart  of  stone. 

Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES 


117 


2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Lo !  I  cumber  still  the  ground : 
Lo !  an  Advocate  is  found ! 

"  Hasten  not  to  cut  him  down ; 
Let  this  barren  soul  alone." 

4  Jesus  speaks,  and  pleads  his  blood ; 
He  disarms  the  wrath  of  God ! 
Now  my  father's  bowels  move ; 
Justice  lingers  into  love. 

5  Kindled  his  relentings  are ; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare ; 
Cries,  "How  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

C  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands ; 

Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands ; 
God  is  love !  I  know,  I  feel ; 
Jesus  weejjs  and  loves  me  still. 

Charles  Wesley. 


369  c  M. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt. 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails. 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 


5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 
O  make  my  soul  thy  care  I 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

John  Newton. 


lis  &  8s. 


370 

OTHOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  tlie 
night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with 

thy  sheep, 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I 
weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from 

thee. 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will   i-ejoice  when  my  sorrows 

they  see. 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Restore,  my  dear  Saviour,  the  light  of  thy 

face, 
Thy  soul-cheering  comfort  impart, 
And  let  the  sweet  tokens  of  pardoning 
grace 
Bring  joy  to  my  desolate  heart. 

Joseph  Swaifi. 


371  8s.     D. 

HOW  shall  a  lost  sinner,  in  pain, 
Recover  his  forfeited  peace  ? 
AVhen  brought  into  bondage  again, 
What  liope  of  a  second  release  ? 


118 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


Will  mercy  itself  be  so  kind 
To  spare  a  poor  rebel  like  nie  ? 

And  O  can  1  possibly  find 
Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee? 

2  0  Jesus,  of  thee  I  inquire, 

If  still  thou  art  able  to  save, 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire. 

And  ransom  my  soul  from  the  grave : 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  restore, 

And  show  me  the  life-giving  blood. 
And  pardon  a  sinner  once  more, 
And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 


372  s.  M. 

AND  wilt  thou  yet  be  found? 
And  may  I  still  draw  near? 
Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 

2  Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 

If  still  the  same  thou  art : 
To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord ! 
Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 

3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 

The  strugglings  of  my  will, 
The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
The  agonies  I  feel. 


4  O  my  offended  Lord, 

Restore  my  inward  peace : 
I  know  thou  canst;  pronounce  the  word. 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease! 

5  I  long  to  see  thy  face, 

Thy  Spirit  I  implore. 
The  living  water  of  thy  grace, 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 


373  s.  M. 

0  JESUS!  full  of  grace, 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan ; 
Let  me  again  behold  thy  face, 
Call  home  thy  banished  one. 
2  Again  my  pardon  seal ; 
Again  my  soul  restore, 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal. 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 
■  3  Again  thy  love  reveal, 

Restore  that  inward  heaven : 
O  grant  me  once  again  to  feel, 
Through  fiiith,  my  sins  forgiven  I 

4  Thy  utmost  mercy  show  ; 
Say  to  my  drooping  soul : 
"  In  peace  and  full  lu-surance  go, 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 
Charles  Wesley. 


SECTION^  YII. 

CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

1.  JUSTIFICATION  AND  THE  NEW  BIRTH. 


374  C.  M. 

OFOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
Tlie  triumphs  of  his  grace ! 

2  My  gracious  INIaster  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  Name. 

3  Jesus !  the  Name  that  charms  our  fears. 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancelled  sin. 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free: 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  availed  for  ^ne. 

5  He  speaks — and,  listening  to  his  voice. 

New  life  the  dead  receive ; 
The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 

Your  loosened  tongues  employ  ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come, 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


375  L.  M. 

JESUS,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring; 
Accept  thy  well-deserved  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee — 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  received  the  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever  stay ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold ! 

4  Each  foll'wing  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Waits. 


376  L.  M. 

JE8US,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress ; 
Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thy  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 
Fully  absolved  through  these  I  am. 
From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

ni9) 


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3  The  holy,  meek,  unspotted  Lamb, 
Who  from  the  Father's  bosom  came, 
Who  died  for  me,  e'en  me,  t'  atone. 
Now  for  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord,  I  believe  thy  precious  blood, 
Which,  at  the  mercy-seat  of  God, 
For  ever  doth  for  sinners  plead, 
For  me,  e'en  for  my  soul,  was  shed. 

5  Lord,  I  believe  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore, 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid, 
For  ALL  a  full  atonement  made. 

Count  Zinzendorf.    Tr.  by  John  Wcslrii. 


377  L.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  faith,  eternal  Word, 
Whose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame. 
Faith,  like  its  Finisher  and  Lord, 
To-day,  as  yesterday,  the  same, — 

2  To  thee  our  humble  hearts  aspire, 

And  ask  the  gift  unspeakable ; 
Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire. 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfill. 

3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong  to  save ; 

(Save  us,  a  present  Saviour,  thou !) 
Whate'er  we  hoi>e,  by  faith  we  have; 
Future  and  past  subsisting  now. 

4  To  him  that  in  thy  name  believes, 

Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given : 
Into  himself  he  all  receives — 

Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

5  Tht'  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense. 

Unseen  by  reason's  glinnn'ring  ray, 
AVith  strohg,  commanding  evidence. 
Their  heavenly  origin  display. 

C>  Faith  lends  its  realizing  light. 

The  clouds  <lisperse,  the  shadows  fly, 
Th'  Invisible  appears  in  siglit, 
And  God  is  seen  by  mort;il  eye. 

CharUit  Wrxlr)/. 


378  L.M.    Gl. 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
Sure  my  soul's  anclior  may  remain  ; 
The  wounds  of  Jesus — for  my  sin 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain, 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stiiy, 
AVhen  earth  and  heaven  are  fled  away. 

2  Father,  thine  everlasting  grace 

Our  scanty  thought  surpasses  far: 
Thy  heait  still  melts  witii  tenderness  ; 

Thy  arms  of  love  still  open  are, 
TJeturning  sinners  to  receive. 
That  mercy  they  may  taste,  and  live. 

3  O  Ijove,  thou  bottomless  abyss  ! 

My  sins  are  swallowed  up  in  thee; 
Covered  is  my  unrighteousness, 

Xor  spot  of  guilt  remains  on  me, 
AVliile  Jesus'  blood,  through  earth  antl 

skies, 
Alercy,  free,  boundless  mercy,  cries  I 

4  By  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea: 

Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
Ilitlier,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee; 

I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast: 
Away,  sad  doubt,  and  anxious  fear, 
]\Iercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

'•)  Tliough  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  liead, 
Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends 
1)e  gone. 
Though  jf)ys  be  withered  all  and  deail, 

Tiiougli  every  comfort  l>e  witlnlrawn. — 
On  tliis  my  steadftxst  soid  relies, 
Fatlier,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

()  Fixed  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 

Thougii  my  lieart  fail,  an<l  flesh  decjiy  ; 
This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain, 

AVhen  earth's  foundations  melt  away  ; 
Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  jjmve, 
L<5ved  with  an  everlasting  lovi'. 

Juftn  Andrew  Jiot?iv.    Tv.hy  John  Wmlti/. 


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379  s-  M. 

BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er ! 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 


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2  They  mourn  their  follies  past. 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit. 
Shall  ijrove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound  ; 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

Isaac  Watts. 


380 


S.  M. 


HOW  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiven  ? 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven  ? 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen 

With  confidence  we  tell ; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 

That  he  for  us  hath  died. 
We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  applied. 

4  Exults  our  rising  soul. 

Disburdened  of  her  load. 
And  swells  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 


381 


S.  M. 


N 


OT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
Have  we  beheld  the  Lord ; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 


2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 

Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above. 
And  heaven  begins  below. 

Isaac  Watts. 


382  s.  M. 

BEHOLD !  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  hath  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race. 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  does  it  yet  appear 

How  great  Ave  inust  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure. 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove. 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 


Isaac  Watts. 


383 


W 


S.  M. 
E  by  his  Spirit  prove. 
And  know  the  things  of  God, 
The  things  which  freely  of  his  love 
He  hath  on  us  bestowed. 


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2  His  Spirit  us  he  gave, 

"Who  dwells  in  us,  we  know  : 
The  witness  in  ourselves  we  have, 
And  all  its  fruits  we  show. 

3  Our  nature's  turned,  our  mind 

Transformed  in  all  its  powers ; 
And  both  the  witnesses  are  joined. 
The  Spirit  of  God  with  ours. 

4  Whate'er  our  pard'ning  Lord 

Commands,  we  gladly  do ; 
And,  guided  by  his  sacred  word, 
We  all  his  steps  pursue. 

5  His  glory  our  design, 

"We  live  our  God  to  please  ; 
And  rise,  with  filial  fear  divine, 
To  perfect  holiness. 

Charles  Wesley. 


384  c.  p.  M. 

A  "WAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound. 
My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found. 
And  knew  not  where  to  go : 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
Or  sink  in  endless  woe. 

2  I  heard  the  law  its  thunders  roll, 
AVhile  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul — 

A  vast  oppressive  load  ; 
All  creature-aid  I  saw  was  vain ; 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

3  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  t<^^ll 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell. 

And  broke  the  tempter's  snare ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  reraain, 
"The  sinner  must  be  born  ag-ain," 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

3  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay. 
The  gracious  Saviour  passed  that  way, 
And  felt  his  pity  move; 


Tlie  sinner,  ont;e  by  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 
And  sings  redeeming  love. 

Sainson  Occum. 


385  :.^. 

HARK,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word ; 
Jesus  speaks,  he  speaks  to  thee : 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  wlien  bound, 

And,  when  bleeding,  liealed  thy  wound; 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right. 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

?>  "  Can  a  mother's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be. 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above. 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "Thbu  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
AVhen  the  work  of  faitli  is  done. 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me?" 

n  Tx)rd,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
Tliat  my  love  is  still  so  foint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore : 
O  for  grace  to  love  tliee  more ! 

William  Cowju-r. 


386  H.  M. 

A  RLSE,  my  soul,  arise, 
1\.    Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears ; 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  apjieara. 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 


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2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood,  to  plead ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

o  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary; 
They  pour  eflectual  prayers. 

They  strongly  speak  for  me : 
"  Forgive  him,  O  forgive,"  they  cry, 
"  Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die ! " 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray. 

His  dear  Anointed  One ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son  : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconciled, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear ; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And,  "  Father,  Abba,  Father,"  cry. 

Charles  Wesley. 


387  L.  M. 

WHO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 
Through  all  the  courts  of  paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return. 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born ! 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love ; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies, 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  formed  anew  ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

Isaac  Watts. 


388  c.  M. 

O'TIS  delight  without  alloy, 
Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name ; 
My  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy, 
I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

2  ]My  passions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 

When  love  inspires  my  breast ! — 
Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
The  sovereign  of  the  rest. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing. 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 
And  sound  from  every  joyful  string 
Through  all  the  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Let  life  immortal  seize  my  clay ; 

Let  love  refine  my  blood ; 
Her  flames  can  bear  my  soul  away, 
Can  bring  me  near  my  God. 

5  Swift  I  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 

And  hasten  to  my  home ; 
I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  embrace, 
I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come ! 

6  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills, 

Let  sin  and  death  remove ; , 
'Tis  love  that  drives  my  chariot  wheels. 
And  death  must  yield  to  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 


389  8s,  7s,  4s. 

OTHOU  God  of  my  salvation. 
My  Redeemer  from  all  sin. 
Moved  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee : 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin? 
2  Though  unseen,  T  love  the  Saviour : 
He  hath  brought  salvation  near, 
Manifests  his  pardn'ing  favor; 
And,  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 


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3  "While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 

"  Glory  to  the  great  I  AM ! " 
I  with  them  will  still  be  vying, 
"  Glory !  glory  to  the  Lamb ! " 

O  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

4  Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 

Unperceived  they  mix  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crownc<l  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song : 

Hallelujah ! 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong ! 

5  Now  I  see  with  joy  and  wonder. 

Whence  the  gracious  spring  arose ; 
Angel  minds  are  lost  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  mysterious  cause ; 

Yet  the  blessing 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

Thomas  Olivers. 


390  c  M 

WHAT  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love? 
IMy  lo'ving  God  to  praise  ? 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height  to 
prove, 
And  depth,  of  sovereign  grace  ? 

2  Thy  sovereign  grace  to  all  extends. 

Immense  and  unconfined ; 
From  age  to  age  it  never  ends. 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

3  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known 

"Wide  a.s  infinity — 
So  wide,  it  never  pa.ssed  by  one, 
Or  it  had  passed  by  me. 

4  The  depth  of  all-redeoming  love. 

What  angel  tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable  I 

Charlrs  Wcslrii. 


391  '■>  6,  7,  6,  7,  8,  7,  6. 

VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good ! 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood ! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 

'Tis  all  l)ut  vanity ; 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God  was  slain. 

He  tasted  death  for  me  ! 
!VIe  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest; 

^ly  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart : 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  hapi)iness. 

On  Jesus  to  depend ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite 

This  saving  tnith  to  prove. 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height, 

And  depth,  of  Jesus'  love! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  sliow 

The  blood  by  faitli  alone  applied  : 


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Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 


Charles  Wesley. 


392  c.  M. 

JOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 
In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know. 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace. 

And  made  his  glories  known, 
There  fruits  of  heavenly  joy  and  peace 
Are  found — and  there  alone. 

3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death — 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 

4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  veil. 

To  know  that  God  is  mine — 
Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail. 
Unspeakable,  divine ! 

5  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy. 

And  sanctify  the  mind  ; 
"Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

John  Neu'lon. 


393  c.  M. 

LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue ; 
It  has  no  charms  for  me : 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  can  no  longer  please, 

Nor  happiness  afford : 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these. 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed. 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 


4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice; 
I  bid  them  all  depart : 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 

Joh7i  Neivton. 


394  L  M 

T  THIRST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
J-  To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood. 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart  and  let  it  be 
For  ever  closed  to  all  but  thee ! 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  sheltered  in  thy  bleeding  side  ! 
Who  life  and  strength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  n.iove,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  ])ut  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe? 
Tliou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move : 
O  wondrous  grace  !  O  boundless  love ! 

Count  Zinzcndorf.    Tr,  by  Joh7^  Wesley. 


395  L-  M. 

How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring  ? 
]\Iake  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Decked  with  a  never-fading  crown ! 

2  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost ;  nor  will  we  know. 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 

"  My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucified." 

3  Ah !  Lord,  enlarge  our  scanty  thought, 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hast  wrought ; 
Unloose  our  stamm'ring  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable ! 


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4  First-born  of  many  brethren  thou, 
To  thee,  lo !  all  our  souls  we  bow  ; 
To  thee  our  hearts  and  liands  we  give ; 
Thine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  hve! 
Count  Zinzcndorf.    Tv.hy  John  Wesley. 


396  T  M 

HAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race. 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  TIappy,  beyond  description,  he 

Wlio  knows,  "  the  Saviour  died  for  me ! " 

The  gift  unspeakable  obtains. 

And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Wisdom  divine !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise  ? 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  to  lier. 

4  Iler  hands  are  filled  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immorttxl  praise — 
Eiches  of  Christ  on  all  bestowed. 

And  honor  that  descends  from  God. 

5  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites. 
Chaste,  holy,  si)iritual  delights : 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains ; 
Thrice  happy  who  his  guest  retains : 
He  owns,  and  shall  for  ever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 

Charles  Wesley. 


307  i^.  M. 

LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and 
sea, 
Their  minds  have   heaven  and   peace 
within. 


2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  ami  love ; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  fast  away ; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  i;alm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heavenly  hills, 

AVhere  groves  of  living  })leasures  grow  ! 
And  longing  hoi)es  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 

5  Tliey  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 

]>at  spend  the  day  and  share  tlie  night 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  Heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 
Isaac  Walls. 


M" 


398  I',  -i. 

Y  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  I^iinb  of  Calvary, 
Saviour  divine : 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray. 
Take  all  my  guilt  away, 
O  let  me  from  this  day 
Be  wholly  thine! 

2  INIay  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  h(>art, 

My  zeal  inspire ! 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire! 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  aromid  jne  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide; 
r>id  darkness  turn  to  day, 
AVipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 


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4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll ; 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove ; 
O  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul ! 

Ray  Palmer. 


399  c.  p.  M. 

How  happy  are  the  new-born  race. 
Partakers  of  adopting  grace ! 
How  pure  the  bliss  they  share ! 
Hid  from  the  world  and  all  its  eyes, 
Within  their  hearts  the  blessing  lies, 
The  spirit  feels  it  there. 

2  The  moment  we  believe,  'tis  ours ; 
And  if  we  love  with  all  our  powers 

The  God  from  whom  it  came. 
And  if  we  serve  with  hearts  sincere, 
'Tis  still  discernible  and  clear, 

An  vmdisputed  claim. 

3  But  ah !  if  foul  and  willful  sin 
Stain  and  dishonor  us  within, 

Farewell  the  joy  we  knew : 
Again  the  slaves  of  nature's  sway. 
In  labyrinths  of  sin  we  stray, 

Without  a  guide  or  clew. 

4  The  chaste  and  pure  who  fear  to  grieve 
The  gracious  Spirit  they  receive. 

His  work  distinctly  trace ; 
And,  strong  in  undissembled  love. 
Boldly  assert  and  clearly  prove 

Their  hearts  his  dwelling-place. 

5  O  Messenger  of  dear  delight, 
AVhose  voice  dispels  the  deepest  night. 

Sweet  peace-proclaiming  Dove ! 
AVith  thee  at  hand  to  soothe  our  pains, 
No  wish  unsatisfied  remains, 

No  task  but  that  of  love. 
Madame  Ouyon.    Tr.  by  William  Cowper. 


400  8s  &  7s. 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing. 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend ; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing. 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend : 
Here  I'll  sit,  for  ever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood  : 
Precious  drops  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station. 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie ; 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye : 
Here  it  is  I  find  mj'  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze : 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace ! 

3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing. 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe ; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding. 

Life  deriving  from  his  death. 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing 

And  himself  more  deeply  know. 

James  Allen.    Alt.  by  Walter  Shirley. 


401  c.  M. 

MY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys. 
The  life  of  my  delights. 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights ! — 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun ; 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star. 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss. 
If  Jesus  show  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whisper  I  am  his. 


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4  My  soul  would  leave  this  ht'av\-  day, 

At  that  trani^portin<J:  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  sliinin;;  way. 
To  see  and  })raise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  tlirough  every  foe ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
"Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

Isaac  ^V<ltts. 


402  5s,  6s,  9.S. 

HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Saviour  obey. 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above ! 
Tongue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love ! 

2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  tlie  Lauil) ! 
When  my  heart  it  believed. 
What  a  joy  I  received. 

What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 
Than  fall  at  his  feet, 
And  the  story  repeat, 

And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song : 

0  tliat  all  his  salvation  might  see! 
He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 
He  hath  suffered  and  died. 

To  redeem  a  poor  relK'l  Wko.  me. 

5  On  the  winsjfs  of  his  love 
I  Wius  carrii'd  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain: 
I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve, 

That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 


G  I  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijali  his  seat: 
■My  soul  mounted  higher 
III  a  chariot  of  tire. 

And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  O  the  rajiturous  height 
Of  that  holy  deliglit 

AV'hich  I  felt  iu  the  life-giving  blood! 
Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 
I  was  perfectly  blessed, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fullness  of  CJod. 
Charles  Wesley. 


403  c.  M. 

TEHOVAII,  God  the  Father,  bless, 
»J     And  thy  own  work  defend  ! 

With  merc-y's  outstretched  arms  embrace, 

And  keep  us  to  the  end. 
Preserve  the  creatures  of  thy  love, 

By  ])rovidential  care 
Conducted  to  the  realms  above, 
To  sing  their  goodness  there ! 

2  Jehovah,  God  the  Son,  reveal 

The  l)rightness  of  thy  face. 
And  all  thy  i)ardoned  people  fill 

"With  jilenitude  of  grace! 
Shine  forth  with  all  the  Deity, 

Which  dwells  in  thee  alone; 
ATid  lift  us  up,  thy  face  to  see 

Ou  thy  eternal  throne. 

?>  Jehovali,  God  the  Spirit,  shine, 

leather  and  Son  to  show  ! 

AVith  bliss  ineflalile  divine, 

Our  ravished  hearts  o'erflow! 
Sure  earnest  of  that  happiness 

Which  Innnan  liojie  transcends. 
Be  thou  my  everlasting  peace, 
When  grace  in  glory  ends ! 

Charlrx  Wrxley. 


SANCTIFICATION. 


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404  los  &  lis. 

ALL  praise  to  the  Lamb !  Accepted  I  am, 
I'm  bold  to  believe  on  my  Jesus's  name : 
Jn  him  I  confide,  His  blood  is  applied ; 
For  me  he  has  suffered,  for  me  he  has  died. 
2  Not  a  doubt  can  arise  To  darken  the  skies, 
Or  hide  for  a  moment  my  Lord  from  mine 

eyes, 
In  him  I  am  blest,  I  lean  on  his  breast. 
And  lo!  in  his  wounds  I  continually  rest. 
Charles  Wesley,    (Alt.) 


405 


7s. 


SONS  of  God,  exulting  rise. 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 
See  the  prodigal  is  come. 
Welcome  now  the  wand'rer  home ! 

2  Strive  in  joy,  with  angels  strive ; 
He  was  dead,  but  now's  alive : 
Loud  repeat  the  glorious  sound. 
He  was  lost,  but  now  is  found ! 

3  Now  the  gracious  Father  smiles  ; 
Now  the  Saviour  boasts  his  spoils ; 


Now  the  Spirit  grieves  no  more : 
Sing,  ye  heavens;  and  earth,  adore! 
Charles  Wesley. 


406  7s 

JESUS  is  our  common  Lord, 
He  our  loving  Saviour  is ; 
By  his  death  to  life  restored, 
Mis'ry  Ave  exchange  for  bliss — 

2  Bliss  to  carnal  minds  unknown : 

0  'tis  more  than  tongue  can  tell ! 
Only  to  believers  shown, 
Glorious  and  unspeakable. 

3  Christ,  our  Brother  and  our  Friend, 

Shows  us  his  eternal  love : 
Never  shall  our  triumphs  end. 
Till  we  take  our  seats  above. 

4  Let  us  walk  with  him  in  white ; 

For  our  bridal  day  prepare, 
For  our  partnership  in  light, 
For  our  glorious  meeting  there ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


2.  SANCTIFICATION. 


407 


C.  M. 


LET  him  to  whom  we  now  belong 
His  sovereign  right  assert. 
And  take  up  everj'  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own. 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price : 
The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone, 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

8  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  receive, 

Fulfill  our  heart's  desire; 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live. 

And  in  thy  cause  expire. 


Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign : 

With  joy  we  render  thee 

Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine,. 

To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley, 


408  c.  M. 

f^OR  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
Close  to  thy  bleeding  side ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin. 


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CHiasTIAX  EXl'EUIENCE. 


Sprinkle  me  ever  witli  thy  1)1iki(1, 
And  cleanf^e  and  keej*  luc  clean. 

3  AVash  me,  and  make  me  tluis  thine  own; 

AV'ash  me,  and  nune  thou  art ; 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heai't. 

4  Tir  atonement  cf  thy  Mood  aiijily, 

Till  faith  tosiglit  imim.ve, 
Till  ]io]H'  in  fall  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

C/iarhn  ']Vc!<!<  i/. 


409  L-M.    01. 

JESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare : 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there : 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  I  am ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  cont^tant  flame ! 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 

May  dwell,  but  tliy  pure  love  alone ! 
O  may  thy  love  posse?-><  me  whole, 

'My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown ! 
'Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove : 
]\Iy  every  act,  word,  thought,  l)e  love. 

3  O  Love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray ! 

All  pain  before  tliy  presence  flies ; 
Care,  anguisli,  sorrow,  melt  away, 

"Where'er  thy  healing  l)eams  arise  : 
O  Jesus,  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire,  or  seek,  but  thee ! 

4  T'nwearied  may  I  this  pursue. 

Dauntless  to  the  high  jtrize  as])ire; 
Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heavenly  fire; 
And  day  and  night  be  all  my  care 
To  guard  the  sacred  treasure  there. 

J'ltiil  Gtrhiinll.    'Vv.  liy  John  Wcshii. 


410 


C.  M. 


Y  («()]),  accept  my  heart  this  day, 
And  make  it  always  thine; 
That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  stray, 
No  more  from  thee  decline. 

2  Before  the  cross  of  him  who  died, 

Behold,  I  iirostrate  fall ; 

Jjct  every  sin  1)e  cnicilled, 

Let  Christ  bo  all  in  all. 

3  Let  every  thought,  and  work,  and  word. 

To  tliee  be  ever  given  ; 
Tlien  life  shall  be  thy  service.  Lord, 
And  death  the  gate  of  heaven  ! 

Malthvw  liridijvs. 


411  c.  M. 

Lr)RD,  I  l>elieve  a  rest  remains, 
To  all  tliy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns. 
And  thou  art  loved  alone : 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above; 
AVlier(>  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire. 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  nnght  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin ! 

4  Remove  tliis  liardness  from  my  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove : 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
Tlie  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

Charles  M'l'slci/. 


412  <'•  ^^• 

IWOL'LD  be  thine,  tiiou  know'st  I  would, 
And  have  thee  all  my  own  ; 
Thee,  (>  my  alb-:utficient  Good, 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 


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1'  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant ; 
This,  only  this,  be  given  : 
Nothhig  besides  my  God  I  want, 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heaven. 

3  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away. 

Into  my  soul  descend ; 
No  longer  from  thy  creature  stay. 
My  Author  and  my  End. 

4  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Hoh'  Ghost, 

And  seal  me  thine  abode ; 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 

Let  all  be  lost  in  God ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


413  c.  M. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  prays  for  me : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head, 
He  brings  salvation  near : 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

S  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ! 
What  can  withstand  his  will  ? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfill. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thv  word ; 
I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me.  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 


414  c.  M. 

WHEN  Christ  doth  in  my  heart  appear, 
And  love  erects  its  throne, 
I  then  enjoy  salvation  here, 
And  heaven  on  earth  begun. 


2  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his. 

Of  paradise  possessed, 
I  taste  unutterable  bliss. 
And  everlasting  rest. 

3  The  l:iliss  of  those  that  fully  dwell. 

Fully  in  thee  believe, 
'Tis  more  than  angel-tongues  can  tell. 
Or  angel-minds  conceive. 

4  Thou  only  know'st  who  didst  obtain. 

And  die  to  make  it  known  : 
The  great  salvation  now  explain, 
And  perfect  us  in  one. 

diaries  Wesley. 


415  7s 

LOVING  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb, 
In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am ; 
Make  me.  Saviour,  what  thou  art ; 
Live  thyself  within  my  heart. 

2  I  shall  then  show  forth  thy  praise. 
Serve  thee  all  my  hai^py  days  ; 
Then  the  world  shall  alw^ays  see 
Christ,  the  holy  Child,  in  me. 

Charles  Wesley. 


M 


416  6s  &  4s. 

ORE  love  to  thee,  O  Christ, 
More  love  to  thee ! 
Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make, 

On  bended  knee ; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea, 
More  love,  0  Christ,  to  thee, 
IVIore  love  to  thee ! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 
Sought  peace  and  rest ; 
Now  thee  alone  I  seek, 

Give  what  is  best : 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  0  Christ,  to  thee, 
Moi'e  love  to  thee ! 


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3  Let  sorrow  do  ita  work, 

Send  grief  or  pain  ; 
Sweet  are  thy  messengers, 

Sweet  their  refrain, 
When  they  can  sing  with  me; 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee. 

4  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisjicr  thy  praise; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

My  heart  shall  raise. 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

:RIore  love  to  thee ! 

Elizabeth  Pay  son  Prentiss, 


417  s.  M. 

THE  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 
That  I  no  more  may  do ; 
Tliy  creature,  Ix)rd,  again  create, 
And  all  my  soul  renew. 

2  My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 

Ablior  the  thing  unclean. 
And,  sanctified  by  love  divine. 
For  ever  cease  from  sin. 

3  That  blessM  law  of  thine, 

Jesus,  to  me  impart. 
The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
O  write  it  in  my  heart! 

4  Implant  it  deep  within. 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

5  Thy  nature  be  my  law. 

Thy  s])otless  sanctity ; 
And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 
My  happy  soul  to  thee. 

Charles  ^\'rslcy. 


418  s.  M. 

LEST  are  the  ])ure  in  heart. 

For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 


B' 


2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart. 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  presence  seek, 

May  ours  this  blessing  be ; 
O  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart, — 
A  temple  meet  for  thee. 

John  Keble. 


419  c.  M. 

OIIOW  the  love  of  God  attracts 
And  draws  the  heart  from  earth. 
And  si(;kens  it  of  pjissing  shows. 
And  dissipating  mirth ! 

2  'Tis  not  enough  to  save  our  souls. 

To  shun  the  eternal  fires ; 
The  love  of  God  will  rouse  the  heart 
To  more  sublime  desires. 

3  O  cherish  but  the  love  of  God 

Down  in  your  heart  of  heart,«. 
And  sec  how  from  the  world  at  once 
All  tempting  light  departs. 

4  The  perfect  way  is  hard  to  flesh  ; 

It  is  not  hard  to  love : 
O  if  thy  heart  with  love  were  filled. 
How  swiftly  wuuldst  thou  move ! 

5  A  trusting  heart,  a  yearning  eye, 

Can  win  their  way  above; 
If  mountains  can  be  moved  by  faith. 
Is  there  less  power  in  love? 

6  God  only  is  the  creature's  home, 

Though  long  and  rough  the  road  ; 


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And  nothing  less  can  satisfy 
Tlie  love  that  longs  for  God. 

Frederick  Wiiliain  Fuber.    (Alt.) 


420  c.  M. 

Ofor  a  heart  of  calm  repose 
Amid  the  world's  loud  roar, 
A  life  that  like  a  river  flows 
Along  a  peaceful  shore ! 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  still  my  heart 

With  gentleiaess  divine ; 
Indwelling  peace  thou  canst  impart ; 
O  make  that  blessing  mine ! 

3  Above  these  scenes  of  storm  and  strife 

There  spreads  a  region  fair; 
Give  me  to  live  that  higher  life, 
And  breathe  that  heavenly  air. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  breathe  that  peace, 

That  victory  make  me  win ; 
Then  shall  my  soul  her  conflict  cease, 
And  find  a  heaven  within. 

Author  Unknow7i. 

421  c.  M. 

COME,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own  : 
Saviour,  thy  right  assert! 
Come,  gracious  Lord,  set  up  thy  throne, 
And  reign  within  my  heart ! 

2  The  day  of  thy  great  power  I  feel. 

And  pant  for  liberty  ; 
I  loathe  myself,  deny  my  will, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

3  So  shall  I  bless  thy  pleasing  sway, 

And,  sitting  at  thy  feet, 
Thy  laws  with  all  my  heart  obey. 
With  all  my  soul  submit. 

4  Thy  love  the  conquest  more  than  gains : 

To  all  I  shall  proclaim, 
"Jesus,  the  King,  the  Conqu'ror  reigns; 
Bow  down  to  Jesus'  name." 


5  To  thee  shall  earth  and  hell  submit, 
And  every  foe  shall  fall, 
Till  death  expires  beneath  thy  feet. 
And  God  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 


422  c.  M. 

WHAT  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope 
But  inward  holiness? 
For  this  to  Jesus  I  look  up ; 
I  calmly  wait  for  this. 

2  I  wait  till  he  shall  touch  me  clean. 

Shall  life  and  power  impart. 
Give  me  the  faith  that  casts  out  sin. 
And  purifies  the  heart. 

3  When  Jesus  makes  my  heart  his  home, 

My  sin  shall  all  depart; 
And  lo!  he  saith,  "  I  quickly  come. 
To  fill  and  rule  thy  heart ! " 

4  Be  it  according  to  thy  word. 

Redeem  me  from  all  sin : 
My  heart  would  now  receive  thee.  Lord ; 
Come  in,  my  Lord,  come  in ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


4^23  c.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  AVay, 
In  whom  I  now  believe, 
As  taught  by  thee,  in  faith  I  pray. 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thy  will  by  me  on  earth  be  done, 

As  by  the  powers  above. 
Who  always  see  thee  on  thy  throne, 
And  glory  in  thy  love. 

3  I  ask  in  confidence  the  grace. 

That  I  may  do  thy  will. 
As  angels  who  behold  th}'  face. 
And  all  thy  words  fulfill. 


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4  Surely  I  sliall,  the  sinner  I, 

Shall  serve  thee  without  feur, 
If  thou  my  nature  sanctify 
In  auHwiT  to  my  prayer. 

C/Hiflra  Wrslri/. 


424  L-  :m- 

IF,  Lord,  I  have  aoceptauco  found 
"Witli  thee,  or  ftivor  in  thy  sitrlit. 
Still  with  thy  grace  and  trutli  surround. 
And  arm  me  with  thy  Spirit's  might. 

2  O  may  I  hear  tliy  warning  voice, 

And  timely  Hy  from  danger  near, 
"With  rev'rence  unto  thee  rejoice. 
And  love  thee  with  a  filial  fear! 

3  Still  hold  my  soul  in  second  life. 

And  suffer  not  my  feet  to  slide ; 

Support  me  in  the  glorious  strife, 

And  comfort  me  on  every  side. 

4  O  give  me  faith,  and  faith's  increase; 

Finish  the  work  l)egun  in  me ; 
Preserve  my  soul  in  i>erfect  j)eace, 
And  let  me  always  rest  on  thee ! 

5  O  let  thy  gracious  Spirit  guide 

And  hring  me  to  the  i)romised  land, 
Where  righteousness  and  i>eace  reside, 
And  all  submit  to  love's  command. 
Charles  ^^\^s^cy. 


425  L-  M. 

COME,  0  Thou  greater  than  our  heart, 
And  make  thy  faithful  mercies  known  ; 
The  mind  which  was  in  thee  impart; 
Thy  constant  mind  in  us  be  shown. 

2  O  let  us  by  thy  cross  abide, 

Thee,  only  tliee,  resolved  to  know— 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  crucified, 
A  world  to  save  finin  endless  woe. 


3  Take  us  into  thy  i)eople's  rest. 

And  we  from  our  own  work.s  shall  cease ; 
"With  thy  meek  spirit  arm  our  breast, 
And  keep  our  minds  in  perfect  peace. 

4  Jesus,  for  this  we  calmly  wait: 

O  let  our  eyes  behold  thee  near! 

Hasten  to  make  owv  heaven  complete, 

Ajipear,  our  glorious  (Jod,  appear! 

Charles  M'islri/. 


426 


II.  M. 


YE  ransomed  sinners,  hear, 
The  prisn'ers  of  the  Lord, 
And  wait  till  Christ  api)ear, 

According  to  his  word  : 
liejoice  in  hojte,  ri'joice  \\  ith  me, 
"We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

2  In  God  we  put  our  trust; 

If  we  our  sins  confess, 
Faithful  is  he,  and  -just, 

From  all  unright<H)Usness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me: 
AVe  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  The  word  of  God  is  sure, 

And  never  can  remove ; 
"We  shall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
AVe  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  sacrifice  of  ])raise ; 
Let  us  give  thanks  and  sing. 

And  glory  in  his  grace : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
"We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

Charles  Wcslci/. 


427 


0 


C.  M. 
JOYFUL  sound  of  gosjiel  grace ! 
Christ  shall  in  me  aj>]iear; 


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lo5 


I,  even  I,  shall  see  his  face ; 
I  shall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righteousness 
To  nie  reached  out  I  view  : 
Conqu'ror  through  him,  I  soon  shall  seize, 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

;>  The  promised  land  from  Pisgah's  to^i 

1  now  exult  to  see : 

My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope !) 
Of  immortality. 

4  He  visits  now  the  house  of  clay ; 

He  shakes  his  future  home : 
O  wouldst  thou.  Lord,  on  this  glad  day, 
Into  thy  temple  come ! 

5  Come,  O  my  God,  thyself  reveal, 

Fill  all  this  mighty  void  : 
Thou  only  canst  my  spirit  fill : 
Come,  0  my  God,  my  God  ! 

Charles  Wesley, 

428  7s. 

TESTIS  comes  witli  all  his  grace, 
?i   Comes  to  save  a  fallen  race ; 
Object  of  our  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  comes  to  lift  us  up. 

2  He  hath  our  salvation  wrought ; 
He  our  captive  souls  hath  bought; 
He  hath  reconciled  to  God ; 

He  hath  washed  us  in  his  blood. 

3  We  are  now  his  lawful  right, 
Walk  as  children  of  the  light ; 
We  shall  soon  obtain  tlie  grace. 
Pure  in  heart,  to  see  his  face. 

4  Let  us  then  rejoice  in  hope, 
Steadily  to  Christ  look  up, 
Trust  to  be  redeemed  from  sin, 
Wait  till  he  appear  within. 

Charles  Wesley. 


429  L-  M. 

GOD  of  all  powei-,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Which  shall  from  age  to  age  endure, 
Whose  word,  when  hpaven  and  earth  shall 
pass. 
Remains  and  stands  for  ever  sure, — 

2  Calmly  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up. 

And  waits  thy  pronuses  to  prove. 
The  object  of  my  steadfast  hope. 
The  seal  of  thy  eternal  love. 

3  That  I  thy  mercy  may  proclaim, 

Tliat  all  mankind  thy  truth  may  see, 
Hallow  thy  great  and  glorious  name. 
And  perfect  holiness  in  me. 

4  Thy  sanctifying  Spirit  pour. 

To  quench  my  thirst,  and  make  nie  clean ; 
Now,  Father,  let  the  gracious  shower 
Descend,  and  make  me  pure  from  sin. 
Charles  Wesley. 


430  L-M. 

OGOD,  most  merciful  and  true. 
Thy  nature  to  my  soul  impart ; 
Stablish  with  me  the  cov'nant  new, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

2  To  real  holiness  restored, 

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind. 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord, 

Fullness  of  life  eternal  find ! 

3  Remem1)er.  Lord,  my  sins  no  more. 

That  them  I  may  no  more  forget ; 
But,  sunk  in  guiltless  shame,  adore 
With  speechless  wonder,  at  thy  feet. 

4  O'erwhelmed  with  thy  stupendous  grace, 

1  shall  not  in  thy  presence  move ; 
But  breatlie  unutterable  praise. 

And  rapt'rous  awe,  and  silent  love. 

5  Then  every  mnrm'ring  thouglit,  and  vain, 

Expires,  in  sweet  confusion  lost : 


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I  cannot  of  my  cross  complain, — 
I  cannot  of  my  goodness  boast. 

6  Pardoned  for  all  that  I  have  done, 
My  mouth  as  in  the  dust  I  hide ; 
And  glory  give  to  God  alone, 
My  God  for  ever  pacified ! 

diaries  Vcslcy. 


431  8.8,0. 

0  GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love ! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above; 
It  beai-s  on  eagles'  wings ; 
It  gives  my  ravished  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 
With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 

I  stand,  and,  from  the  mountain  top. 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise. 
And  all  the  fruits  of  paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil. 
Favored  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  l)lessing  blessed  : 

There  dwells  the  LdhI  our  Righteousness, 

And  keeps  his  own  in  pt^rfect  peace. 

And  everlasting  rest. 

C?iarles  M'esley. 


432  L.  M. 

GIVE  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart, 
From  doul)t,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free; 
The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  impart. 
And  let  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

2  O  t;ike  this  heart  of  stone  away ! 

Thy  sway  it  doth  not,  cannot  om'u  ; 
In  me  no  longer  lot  it  stay  ; 
O  take  away  this  heart  of  stone  I 


3  0  that  I  now,  from  sin  released, 

Thy  word  may  to  the  utmost  prove ! 
Enter  into  the  promised  rest. 
The  Canaan  of  thy  perfect  love.     • 

Charles  Wesley. 

433  L.  M. 

HOLY,  an<l  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 
I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word,  . 
And  stamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  ; 

Display  tliy  glory  from  above; 
And  all  I  am  shall  sink  and  die, 
Lost  in  astonishment  and  love. 

3  Confound,  o'erpower  me  by  thy  grace  ; 

I  would  be  l)y  myself  abhorred; 
All  might,  all  majesty,  all  praise, 
All  glory,  be  to  Christ  my  Lord! 

4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height  • 

Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall. 
As  less  than  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  that  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 


C.  M. 


434 

FATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 
!My  Saviour  and  my  Head, 
I  trust  in  thee,  whose  powerful  word 
Hath  raised  him  from  the  dead. 

2  In  iiope,  against  all  human  hope. 

Self-desperate,  I  believe; 
Tliy  (juick'ning  word  shall  raise  me  up, 
Thou  slialt  thy  Spirit  give. 

3  Faith,  mighty  faitli,  the  promise  sees, 

And  looks  to  tiiat  alone ; 
Lauglis  at  impossibilities. 
And  cries, "'  It  shall  be  done  1 " 


8ANCTT.FICATI0N. 


137 


4  To  thee  the  glory  of  thy  power 

And  faithfuhiess  I  give; 
I  shall  in  Christ,  at  that  glad  hour, 
And  Christ  in  me  shall  live. 

5  Obedient  faith  that  waits  on  thee, 

Thou  never  wilt  reprove ; 
But  thou  wilt  form  thy  Son  in  me, 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 

Charles  Wesley, 


435  L.  M. 

COME,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above. 
Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love. 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place. 

2  0  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill, 

And  set  my  longing  spirit  free. 
Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  day  and  night  to  feast  on  thee. 

3  "While  in  this  region  here  below, 

No  other  good  will  I  pursue : 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  noise  and  show, 
With  all  its  glitt'ring  snares,  adieu ! 

4  That  path  with  humble  speed  I'll  seek. 

In  which  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine ; 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  consecrated  soul ; 
Possess  it,  thou  who  hast  the  riglit. 

As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 
Antoinette  Bourignon.    Tr.  by  JbTin  Wesley. 


436  7s.     6  1. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Tliree  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host. 


Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done : 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  I 

2  If  so  poor  a  worm  as  I 

May  to  thy  great  glory  live. 
All  my  actions  sanctify. 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive : 
Claim  me  for  thy  service,  claim 
All  I  have  and  all  I  am. 

3  Take  my  soul  and  body's  powers ; 

Take  my  mem'ry,  mind,  and  will; 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours  ; 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel ; 
All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do : 
Take  my  heart;  but  make  it  new. 

4  Now,  my  God,  thine  own  I  am, 

Now  I  give  thee  back  thine  own ; 
Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame, 

Consecrate  to  thee  alone : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I, 
Happier  still  if  thine  I  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 


437  _       s.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  strength  of  grace, 
With  a  glad  heart  and  free, 
Myself,  my  residue  of  days, 
I  consecrate  to  thee. 

2  Thy  ransomed  servant,  I 

Restore  to  thee  thine  own ; 
And,  from  this  moment,  live  or  die 
To  serve  my  God  alone. 

Charles  Wesley. 

438  s.  M. 

FATHER,  I  dare  believe 
Thee  merciful  and  true : 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  soul  forgive. 
My  fallen  soul  renew. 


138 


CU11I8TIAN  EXPEllIENCE, 


2  Coiue,  then,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

And  bid  my  heart  be  clean : 

My  gieat  Redeemer's  throne, 

An  end  of  all  my  trouljles  make, 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak. 

An  end  of  all  my  sin. 

Where  Jesus  leigns  alone. 

3  I  cannot  wash  my  heart 

3  0  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

But  by  l)elieving  thee, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean. 

And  waiting  for  thy  blood  t'  impart 

Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

The  spotless  purit}'. 

From  Him  that  dwells  within  ! 

4  While  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed. 

Jesus,  the  grace  bestow  ; 

And  full  of  love  divine ; 

Now  thy  all-cleansing  blood  apply, 

Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  ami  good — 

And  I  am  white  as  snow. 

A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

Charles  Wcshij. 

Charles  Wesley. 

439              Six  8s. 

A  GOD,  what  off'ring  sliall  I  give 

\J   To  thee,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies? 

441               c.  M. 

TESUS,  my  Life,  thyself  apply, 
V     Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe ; 

My  spirit,  soul,  and  flesh  receive, 

A  holy,  living  sacrifice : 

My  vile  affc'ctions  crucify ; 

Small  as  it  is,  'tis  all  my  store  ; 

Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

More  shouldst  thou  have,  if  I  had  more. 

2  More  of  thy  life,  and  more,  I  have. 

2  Now  then,  my  God,  thou  hast  my  soul : 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 

No  longer  mine,  but  thine  I  am  : 

Bury  me,  Saviour,  in  thy  grave, 

Guard  thou  thine  own,  possess  it  whole; 

That  I  with  thee  may  rise. 

Cheer  it  with  hope,  with  love  inflame  I 

3  Reign  in  me,  Lord  ;  thy  foes  control 

Thou  hast  my  spirit :  there  display 

Who  would  not  own  thy  sway ; 

Thy  glory  to  the  perfect  day. 

Diffuse  thine  image  through  my  soul; 

3  Thou  hast  my  flesh,  thy  hallowed  shrine. 

Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

Devoted  solely  to  thy  will : 

4  Scatter  the  la.«t  remains  of  sin. 

Here  let  thy  light  for  ever  shine ; 

And  seal  me  thine  abode  ; 

This  house  still  let  thy  presence  fill : 

0  make  me  glorious  all  within. 

0  Source  of  life,  live,  dwell,  and  move 

A  temple  built  by  (lod  ! 

In  me,  till  all  my  life  be  love! 

Charles  Wesley. 

Joachim  Lange.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 

440              c.  M. 

442                78 

A  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
\J    A  heart  from  sin  set  free, 

TJOLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
11  Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 

A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 

Day  and  nisiht  they  cry  tf)  thee, 

So  freely  spilt  for  me ! 

"As  thou  art,  so  let  us  "be!" 

SANCTIFICATION. 


139 


2  Jesus,  gee  my  panting  breast ! 
See  I  pant  in  thee  to  rest! 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean  ; 
Cleanse  me  now  from  every  sin. 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  Avav'ring  mind ! 
To  thy  cross  my  spirit  bind  : 
Earthly  passions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  my  soul  in  love. 

4  Dust  and  ashes  though  we  be. 
Full  of  sin  and  misery, 

Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God : 

Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood! 

Anna  Schindlcr  Dobcr.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


443  B 

WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  ? 
Poor  and  vile  in  iwy  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise  ? — 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below ; 
Only  guided  by  thy  light; 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might? 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know. 
Let  him  as  ha  listeth  blow  ; 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one. 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness ; 
Sweetly  let  mj'  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


444  8, 7. 

LOVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling; 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown ! 


Jesus,  thou  ai"t  all  compassion ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art : 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  0  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest : 
Take  away  our  bent  to  sinning ; 

Alpha  and  Omega  be  ; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation ; 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restored  in  thee : 
Clianged  from  glory  into  glory. 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  Ave  cast  our  crowns  before  thee. 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise ! 

Charles  Wesley^ 


445  L-  M. 

OTHAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down, 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art. 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off"  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin. 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free : 
I  cannot  rest  till  jiure  within. 
Till, I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God ; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove. 
The  cross,  all  stained  with  hallowed  bloody 
The  labor  of  thy  dving  love. 


140 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


I  would,  but  thou  must  give  tlio  power; 

My  licart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  tlie  joyful  hour, 

And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 


446 


c.  j\r. 


Y  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 


2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 

But  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  steadfestly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

3  When  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour. 

That  j)lants  my  God  in  me ! 
Spirit  of  health,  and  life,  and  power, 
And  perfect  liberty ! 

4  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad ; 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove. 
Rooted  and  fixed  in  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 


447 


C.  IM. 


0 


THAT  in  me  the  sacred  fire 
Might  now  begin  to  glow. 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire. 
And  make  the  mountains  flow ! 


2  0  that  it  now  from  lieaven  might  fall, 

And  all  my  sins  consume. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  call ; 
Spirit  of  burning,  come ! 

3  Refining  fire,  go  throngh  my  heart. 

Illuminate  my  soul  ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part. 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 


4  No  longer  then  my  heart  shall  mourn, 
While,  purified  by  grace, 
I  only  for  his  glory  burn, 
And  always  see  his  face. 

Charles  Wesley. 


448  c.  M. 

GOD  of  eternal  truth  and  grace, 
Thy  faithful  promise  seal ; 
Thy  word,  thy  oath,  to  Abrah'm's  race, 
In  us,  e'en  us,  fulfill. 

2  Let  us,  to  perfect  love  restored, 

Thine  image  here  retrieve, 
And  in  the  i)resence  of  our  Lord, 
The  life  of  angels  live. 

3  That  mighty  faith  on  me  bestow. 

Which  cannot  ask  in  vain  ; 
Which  holds,  and  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  my  suit  obtixin, — 

4  Till  thou  into  my  soul  inspire 

The  perfect  love  unknown. 
And  tell  my  infinite  desire, 
"  Whate'er  thou  wilt,  be  done." 

Charles  Wesley. 


449 


C.  M. 


c 


OISIE,  O  my  God,  the  promise  seal ; 

This  mountain,  sin,  remove  ; 
Now  in  my  waiting  soul  reveal 

The  virtue  of  thy  love. 


2  I  want  thy  life,  thy  purity. 

Thy  righteousness,  brought  in  : 
I  ask,  desire,  and  trust  in  thee 
To  be  redeemed  from  sin. 

3  Saviour,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up. 

My  i>resent  Saviour,  thou! 

In  all  the  confidence  of  hope, 

1  claim  the  blessing  now! 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


141 


'Tis  done :  thou  dost  this  moment  save, 

With  full  salvation  bless ; 
Redemption  through  thy  blood  I  have, 

And  spotless  love  and  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 


450  c.  M. 

JESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live, 
Might  live  to  God  alone ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive. 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 

The  gift  unspeakable ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t'  embrace 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolved  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself;  from  every  boast, 

From  every  wish  set  free : 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost; 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 


5  Thy  gifts,  alas !  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


451 


JESUS,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine,  I  am ; 
Take  \x\y  body,  spirit,  soul ; 
Only  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  needful  be; 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee ; 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part ; 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Fairer  than  the  sons  of  men. 
Do  not  let  me  turn  again, 
Leave  the  fountain-head  of  bliss, 
Stoop  to  creature  happiness. 

4  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below  ? 
Thee,  and  only  thee,  I  know : 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee? 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

Charles  Wesley. 


3.  DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


452 


CM. 


ONCE  more  we  come  before  our  God ; 
Once  more  his  blessings  ask : 
O  may  not  duty  seem  a  load, 
Nor  worship  prove  a  task ! 

2  Father,  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  send 
From  heaven  in  Jesus'  name, 
To  make  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 


3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart, 
And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part ! 

4  To  seek  thee  all  our  hearts  dispose. 

To  each  thy  blessings  suit. 
And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows 
Produce  abundant  fruit. 

Joseph  Hart. 


142 


CHIUSTIAN  EXPEKIENCE. 


453  L.  M. 

rpiIY  presence,  gracious  God, afford; 

X  Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word : 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixed  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  tliouglits  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above: 
AVitli  food  divine  may  we  be  fed. 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

5  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply 

With  sovereign  power  and  energy ; 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  saving  power  and  love  displaj'. 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

Jvhn  ffawcetl. 


5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  lli-d, 
And  with  a  \m\x-  and  heavenly  ray 
Lights  up  the  dying  bed ! 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this ; 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

William  Ililey  liathursl. 


455 


7s,  Os.     D. 


454  c.  M. 

OFOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  foe. 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe ! 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod. 
But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain. 
Will  lean  upon  its  God ; 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear. 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ; 

4  That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread 

frown, 
Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile ; 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown. 
Nor  Satiin's  arts  beguile ; 


I)  ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings ; 
V  Thy  better  i)ortion  trace ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towanl  heaven,  thy  native  place  : 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove: 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run. 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source : 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn ; 

Press  onward  to  the  ))rize; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return. 

Triumphant  in  the  skies : 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given  ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  l)elow. 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 
Hubert  Scayravc, 


456  s.  M. 

IN  every  time  and  place, 
Who  serve  the  Lord  most  high, 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


14c 


Are  called  his  sovereign  will  t'  embrace, 
And  still  their  own  deny, — 

2  To  follow  his  command, 

On  earth  as  pilgrims  rove, 
And  seek  an  undiscovered  land, 
And  house  and  Iriends  above. 

3  Father,  the  narrow  path 

To  that  far  country  show, 
And  in  the  steps  of  Abrah'm's  faith 
Enable  me  to  go. — 

4  A  cheerful  sojourner 

"Where'er  thou  bidd'st  me  roam, 
Till,  guided  by  thy  Spirit  here, 
I- reach  my  heavenly  home. 

Charles  Wesley. 


457  lOs,  5s,  &  lis. 

COME,  let  us  anew  Our  journey  pursue, 
"With  vigor  arise. 
And  press  to  our  piermanent  place  in  the 

skies : 

Of  heavenly  birth.  Though  wand'ring  on 

earth. 

This  is  not  our  place, 
But  strangers  and  pilgrims  ourselves  we 

confess. 

2  At  Jesus's  call  "We  gave  up  our  all ; 

And  still  we  forego. 
For  Jesus's  sake,  our  enjoyments  below : 
No  longing  we  find  For  the  country  be- 
hind ; 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  still  we  are  seeking  a  country  above, — 

3  A  country  of  joy  "Without  any  alloy ; 

AVe  thither  repair ; 
Our  hearts  and  our  treasure  already  are 

there : 
We  march  hand  in  hand  To  Immanuel's 

land ; 


No  matter  what  cheer 
"We  meet  with  on  earth;    for  eternity's 
near ! 
4  The  rougher  our  way,  The  shorter  our  stay ; 
The  tempests  that  rise 
Shall  gloriously  hurry  our  souls   to    the 

skies : 
The  fiercer  the  blast.  The  sooner  'tis  past ; 

The  troubles  that  come 
Shall  come  to  our  rescue,  and  hasten  us 
home.  Charles  Wesley. 


458  7s. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey,  let  us  sing ; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  "We  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  banished  seed,  be  glad ! 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made ; 
ITs  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land ; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son. 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  obediently  we'll  go. 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be. 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

John  Cennick, 


459  7s 

SON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant ; 
Still  sup]ily  our  every  want ; 
Ti'ee  of  life,  thy  influence  shed ; 
"NA'ith  thy  sap  my  spirit  feed. 


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2  Tenderest  branch,  alas !  am  I, 
"Wither  without  thee  and  die ; 
Weak  as  lielpless  infancy ; 

O  confinu  my  soul  in  thee  ! 

3  Unsustained  by  thee  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call : 
AVeaker  than  a  brufsed  reed, 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

4  All  my  liopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end ; 
Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 

460  8,  7,  8,  7,  4,  7. 

GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 

AVhence  the  healing  waters  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 

Strong  Deliv'rer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  WJien  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction. 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

William  Williams. 


461  s.  M. 

BEHOLD,  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way ! 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 


2  But  where  the  gospel  comes. 

It  spreads  diviner  light; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  IVom  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just; 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise.  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given ! 
O  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven ! 

Isaac  M'atts. 


462  10,4,10. 

LEAD,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling 
gloom, 

Lead  thou  me  on ! 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home ; 

Lead  thou  me  on  ! 
Keep  thou  my  feet ;  I  do  not  a.^k  to  see 
The  distant  scene ;  one  step  enough  fur  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  tliou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on  ; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path  ;  but 

now 

Lead  thou  me  on ! 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and,  spite  of  fears. 
Pride  ruled  my  will :   Remember  not  piu^t 

years ! 

3  So  long  thy  power  hath  blest  uie,  sure  it 

still 

Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

Tlie  night  is  gone, 
And  witli  the  morn  tliose  angel  faces  smile 
Wliicli  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost 
awhile  !.  John  ITcnry  Newman. 


DUTIES  AND   TRIALS. 


145 


463       8s,  &  7s.    With  Chorus. 

GENTLY,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 
Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears ; 
And,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears. 
O  refresh  us,  O  refresh  us. 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us. 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 
O  refresh  us,  &c. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near. 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
0  refresh  us,  &c. 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended. 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till,  by  angel-bands  attended. 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 
O  refresh  us,  &c. 

Tliomas  Hastings. 


464  c.  M. 

LORD,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 
Whether  I  die  or  live ; 
To  love  and  serve  thee  is  my  share, 
And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 

2  If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad 

That  I  may  long  obey ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day  ? 

3  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before ; 
He  that  unto  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  his  door. 
10 


4  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me 

meet 
Thy  blessed  face  to  see ; 
For,  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be  ? 

5  Then  I  shall  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  the  triumphant  saints 
Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

6  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small ; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim  ; 
But  'tis  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 
And  I  shall  be  with  him. 

Richard  Baxter. 


465  c.  M. 

RISE,  0  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 
By  ancient  worthies  trod ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'Twas  thro'  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood 

They  conquered  every  foe ; 
And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace^ 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given. 

And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

John  Needham. 


466  c.  M. 

TALK  with  us.  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 
While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindlings  of  thy  love. 


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2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  und  Ciire; 

Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 

If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay. 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway. 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 

'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek : 
T'  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  thy  glory  see, 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy. 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee! 

Charles  Wesley. 


467  c.  M. 

CHEERED  with  thy  converse.  Lord, I  trace 
The  desert  with  delight ; 
Through  all  the  gloom,  one  smile  of  thine 
Can  dissii)ate  the  night. 

2  Nor  shall  I  through  eternal  days 

A  restless  pilgrim  roam ; 
Thy  hand,  that  now  directs  my  course, 
Shall  soon  convey  me  home. 

3  I  ask  not  Enoch's  rapt'rous  flight 

To  realms  of  heavenly  day ; 
Nor  seek  Elijah's  fiery  steeds, 
To  bear  this  flesh  away. 

4  Joyful  my  spirit  will  consent 

To  drop  its  mortal  load  ; 
And  hail  the  shari)est  pangs  of  death, 
That  break  its  way  to  God. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


Thou  shalt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  eternal  faithfulness. 

2  Ever  in  the  raging  storm 

Thou  shalt  see  his  cheering  form, 
Hear  his  pledge  of  coming  aid : 
"  It  is  I,  be  not  afraid." 

3  Ca-st  thy  burden  at  his  feet ; 
Linger  at  his  mercy-seat: 

He  will  lead  thee  by  the  hand 
Gently  to  the  better  land. 

4  He  will  gird  thee  by  his  power, 
In  thy  weary,  fainting  hour: 
Lean,  then,  loving,  on  his  word; 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 

Author  unknown. 


46S 


c 


AST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
Only  lean  upon  his  word  ; 


469  CM 

A  WAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
1\.   And  press  with  vigor  on  : 

A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortid  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

.3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye : 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  luster  boast. 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust 

5  Blest  Saviour,  intro<luced  by  thee, 

Have  I  my  ra<'e  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 

P/it7ip  Doddridge. 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


147 


470  c.  M. 

MY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so ? 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants ;  for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and  strive ! 
Yet  we  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live ! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands. 

And  stars  their  courses  move : 
We,  for  v/hose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above : 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down. 

And  labored  for  our  good — 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  live  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move. 

With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise, 

With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love 

To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

Isaac  Watts. 


471  L.  M. 

OTHOIT  who  all  things  canst  control, 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul ; 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light 
Pierce  through,  dispel,  the  shade  of  night; 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire, 
With  holy,  conqu'ring  zeal  inspire. 

3  With  outstretched  hands  and  streaming 

eyes. 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize ; 


I  groan,  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray ; 
But  ah !  how  soon  it  dies  away ! 

4  The  deadly  slumber  soon  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal : 
Rise,  Lord,  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power. 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleej)  no  more. 

From  the  German.    Tv.  by  John  Wesley. 


472  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  our  souls !  away,  our  fears ! 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone ! 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road. 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint  ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  From  him,  the  overflowing  spring. 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply ; 

AVhile  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

4  Swift  as  the  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  his  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

Isaac  Watts. 


473  6s  &  4s. 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee ! 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 
The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me. 
My  rest  a  stone ; 


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CHBISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  tliat  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise. 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky. 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

Sai-aJi  Flotver  A  dams. 


474  L-  P-  M. 

TIIEE  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my  tower; 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown  ; 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  power. 
In  all  thy  works,  and  thee  alone ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fills  my  whole  soul  with  chaste  desire. 

2  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That   thy  bright  beams   on    me   have 
shined ; 
I  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 
My  foes,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind  ; 


I  thank  thee,  whose  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

3  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Nor  suli'er  me  again  to  stray  ; 
Strengtiien  my  feet,  with  steady  pace 

Still  to  press  forward  in  thy  way  : 
My  soul  and  llesh,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Fill,  satiate,  with  thy  heavenly  light. 

4  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears  ; 

Give  to  my  heart  chaste,  hallowed  fires ; 
Give  to  my  soul,  with  filial  fears, 

The  love  that  all  heaven's  host  inspires  ; 
That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

5  Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown 

Or  smile,  thy  scepter  or  thy  rod  : 
What  though  my  flesh  and  heart  decay. 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day  ! 
John  Angelus  Schefflcr.    Tr.  by  Johti  Wesley. 


475  7s.    D. 

LORD  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 
Well  this  beauteous  frame  hath  jtlanned- 
Woods  that  wave,  and  hills  that  tower, 
Ocean  rolling  in  his  power: 
Yet  amidst  this  scene  so  fair. 
Should  I  cease  thy  smile  to  share, 
AVhat  were  all  its  joys  to  me? 
Whom  have  I  on  earth  but  thee? 

2  Lord  of  heaven,  beyond  our  sight 
Shines  a  world  of  purer  light ; 
There  in  love's  unclouded  reign, 
Severed  friends  shall  meet  again : 
O  that  world  is  pa.«sing  fair! 
Yet,  if  thou  wert  absent  tliere, 
What  were  all  its  joys  to  me? 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee? 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


149 


3  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven,  my  breast 
Seeks  in  thee  its  only  rest ; 
I  was  lost ;  thy  accents  mild 
Homeward  lured  thy  wand'ring  child : 
O,  if  once  thy  smile  divine 
Ceased  upon  my  soul  to  shine, 
What  were  earth  or  heaven  to  me  ? 
Whom  have  I  in  each  but  thee? 

Robert  Grant. 


476 


S.  M. 


TESUS,  my  Truth,  my  Way, 
?-'     My  sure,  unerring  Light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  stej^s  I  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  Wisdom  and  my  Guide, 

My  Counselor  thou  art ; 
O  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart ! 

3  I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee. 

Thou  gracious,  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlightened  be. 
And  never  put  to  shame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  cause ; 
But  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love. 
And  hang  upon  thy  cross. 

o  Teach  me  the  happy  art, 
In  all  things  to  depend 
On  thee :  O  never,  Lord,  depart, 
But  love  me  to  the  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 


477  s.  M. 

STILL  stir  me  up  to  strive 
With  thee  in  strength  divine : 
And  every  moment.  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  soul  of  mine. 


2  Persist  to  save  my  soul 

Throughout  the  fiery  hour. 
Till  I  am  every  whit  made  whole. 
And  show  forth  all  thy  power. 

3  O  make  me  all  like  thee. 

Before  1  hence  remove ! 
Settle,  confirm,  and  stablish  me. 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

4  Let  me  thy  witness  live. 

When  sin  is  all  destroyed ; 
And  then  my  spotless  soul  receive. 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 

478  c.  M. 

I  WANT  a  principle  within, 
Of  jealous,  godly  fear, 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 
I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire ; 
To  catch  the  wand'ring  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

2  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part. 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve. 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart. 

The  tender  conscience,  give. 
Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  conscience  make ! 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 

And  keep  it  still  awake. 

3  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray. 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove  ; 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away 

For  having  grieved  thy  love. 
O  may  the  least  omission  pain 

My  well-instructed  soul. 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again 

Which  makes  the  wounded  whole ! 
Charles  Wesley. 


150 


CHKISTIAN  EXPEKIENCE. 


479  C.  P.  M. 

BE  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 
To  serve  tlie  Lord  witli  filial  fear, 
"With  loving  gratitude : 
Superior  sense  may  I  disj)lay. 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 
And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ; 
A  wise  and  understiinding  heart, 

Jesus,  to  me  be  given ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 
And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

CJiarles  Wesley. 


480  L-M. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  every  care. 
On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Inspire,  and  then  accept  my  prayer. 

2  If  I  have  tasted  of  thy  grace. 

The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings ; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  stays, 
And,  hov'ring,  hides  me  in  his  wings,— 

3  Still  let  him  with  my  weakness  stay, 

Nor  for  a  moment's  space  depart ; 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep  till  he  renews  my  heart. 

4  "Wlien  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 
"  Return,  and  walk  in  Christ,  thy  way ; 
Fly  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near ! " 

Charles  Wesley. 


481  L-  M. 

UPHOLD  me,  Saviour,  or  I  foil ; 
O  reach  me  out  tliy  gracious  hand  ! 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call : 
Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 


2  Pierce,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear ; 

;My  utt^r  helplessness  reveal ! 
Satiin  and  sin  are  always  near ; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

3  O  that  t<i  thee  my  constant  mind 

Might  with  an  even  flame  aspire! 
Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find. 
And  mark  the  risings  of  desire! 

4  0  that  my  tender  soul  might  fly 

Tlie  first  abhorred  approach  of  ill ! 
Quick,  as  the  ai)i)le  of  an  eye. 
The  slightest  touch  of  sin  to  feel. 

5  Till  thou  anew  my  soul  create, 
Still  may  I  strive,  and  wat^-h,  and  pray. 

Humbly  and  confidently  wait. 
And  long  to  see  the  perfect  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 


482  L.  M. 

IT  may  not  be  our  lot  to  wield 
The  sickle  in  the  ripened  field  ; 
Nor  ours  to  hear,  on  summer  evef, 
The  reaper's  song  among  the  sheaves. 

2  Yet  where  our  duty's  t^isk  is  wrought 
In  unison  with  God's  great  thought. 
The  near  and  future  blend  in  one, 
And  whatsoe'er  is  willed,  is  done. 

3  And  ours  the  grateful  service  whence 
Comes,  day  by  day,  tlic  recompense; 
Tlie  hope,  the  trust,  the  purpose  stayed, 
Tlie  fountain,  and  the  noonday  shade. 

4  And  were  this  life  the  utmost  span, 
The  only  end  and  aim  of  man. 
Better  the  toil  of  fields  like  these 
Than  waking  dreams  and  slothful  case. 

.')  But  life,  though  falling  like  our  grain. 
Like  that  revives  and  springs  again  ; 
And,  early  called,  how  blest  are  they 
Who  wait  in  heaven,  their  harvest  day! 

Jo/i«  (iriiiilcaf  Whitlier. 


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483  s.  M. 

THOU  seest  my  feebleness, 
Jesus,  be  thou  my  power, 
My  help  and  refuge  in  distress, 
My  fortress  and  my  tower. 

2  Give  me  to  trust  in  thee ; 

Be  thou  my  sure  abode : 
My  horn,  and  roc^k,  and  buckler  be, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God. 

3  Myself  I  cannot  save, 

Myself  I  cannot  keep; 
But  strength  in  thee  I  surely  have, 
Whose  eyelids  never  sleep. 

4  My  soul  to  thee  alone. 

Now,  therefore,  I  commend : 
Thou,  Jesus,  love  me  as  thine  own. 
And  love  me  to  the  end ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


484  s.  M. 

GRACIOUS  Redeemer,  shake 
This  slumber  from  my  soul ! 
Say  to  me  now,  "Awake,  awake ! 
And  Christ  shall  make  thee  whole." 

2  Lay  to  thy  might}''  hand ; 

Alarm  me  in  this  hour ; 
And  make  me  fully  understand 
The  thunder  of  thy  power! 

3  Give  me  on  thee  to  call, 

Always  to  watch  and  pray. 
Lest  I  into  temptation  fall, 
And  cast  my  shield  away. 

4  For  each  assault  prepared 

And  ready  may  I  be  ; 
Forever  standing  on  my  guard, 
And  looking  up  to  thee. 

5  O  do  thou  always  warn 

ISIy  soul  of  evil  near ! 
When  to  the  right  or  left  I  turn, 
Thy  voice  still  let  me  hear; 


6  "Come  back !  this  is  the  way ! 

Come  back  !  and  walk  herein !  " 
O  may  I  hearken  and  obey. 
And  shun  the  paths  of  sin ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


485 


^  S.  M. 

TTE  servants  of  the  Lord, 


X     Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamjDs  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,  'tis  your  Lord's  command : 

And  while  we  speak  he's  near ; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


A 


486  s.  M. 

CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save. 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky : 
To  serve  the  present  age. 

My  calling  to  fulfill, — 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage. 

To  do  my  Master's  will ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
•And  0,  thy  servant.  Lord,  prepare 

A  strict  account  to  give ! 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray. 
And  on  thyself  rely, 


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Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 


487  s.  M. 

GOD  of  almighty  love — 
By  whoi^e  sulticient  grace 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face, — 
Through  Jesus  Christ,  thfe  Just, 

My  faint  desires  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust. 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  "Whate'er  I  say  or  do. 

Thy  glory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  off'rings  all  be  offered  through 

The  ever-blessed  name : 
Jesus,  my  single  eye 

Be  fixed  on  thee  alone : 
Thy  name  be  praised  on  earth,  on  high. 

Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 

3  Spirit  of  faith,  insi)ire 

My  consecrated  heart ; 
Fill  me  with  pure,  celestial  fire, 

With  all  thou  hast  and  art : 
My  feeble  mind  transform. 

And,  perfe(;tly  renewed. 
Into  a  saint  exalt  a  worm — 

A  worm  exalt  to  God ! 

Charles  Weslci/. 


488  L.M. 

WHEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
What  were  his  works,  from  day  to  day. 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace. 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
T^et  alms  bestowed,  let  kindness  done. 
Be  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 


3  That  man  may  lant,  but  never  lives, 
Who  nmch  receives,  but  nothing  gives. 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom   none  can 

thank, 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank. 

4  But  he  who  marks,  from  day  to  day. 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way. 
Treads  the  same  path  the  Saviour  trod. 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

Thomas  Gibbons. 


489  8s  &  7s. 

HARK,  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling, 
"  Wlio  will  go  and  work  to-day? 
Fields  arc  white,  and  harvests  waiting, 

AVho  will  bear  the  sheaves  away  ?  " 
Loud  and  long  the  Master  calleth, 

Ricli  reward  he  offers  free ; 
AVho  will  answer,  gladly  saying, 
"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me?" 

2  Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 
"There  is  nothing  I  can  do," 
While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying, 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you : 
Take  the  task  he  gives  you,  gladly ; 

Let  his  work  your  pleasure  be ; 
Answer  quickly  when  he  calleth, 
"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me." 

Daniel  March. 


490  T  M 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtu(>s  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Tims  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 

The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  sub<lnes  the  power  of  sin. 


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3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord ; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Isaac  Watts. 


491  L.  M. 

AH !  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess, 
A  gracious  soul  may  fall  from  grace : 
The  salt  may  lose  its  seas'ning  power. 
And  never,  never  find  it  more ! 

2  Lest  that  my  fearful  case  should  be. 
Each  moment  knit  my  soul  to  thee ; 
And  lead  me  to  the  mount  above, 
Through  the  low  vale  of  humble  love. 
Charles  Wesley. 


492  7s 

TESUS,  shall  I  never  be 
*J   Firmly  grounded  upon  thee? 
Never  by  thy  work  abide  ? 
Never  in  thy  wounds  reside  ? 

2  O  how  wav'ring  is  my  mind. 
Tossed  about  with  every  wind ! 
O  how  quickly  doth  my  heart 
From  the  living  God  depart! 

3  Jesus,  let  my  nature  feel 
Thou  art  God  unchangeable : 
Jaii,  Jehovah,  great  I  AM, 
Speak  into  my  soul  thy  name. 

4  Grant  that  every  moment  I 
May  believe  and  feel  thee  nigh. 
Steadfastly  behold  thy  face, 
Stablished  with  abiding  grace. 

Charles  Wesley. 


493     .  s.  M. 

WHO  in  the  Lord  confide. 
And  feel  his  sprinkled  blood, 
In  storms  and  hurricanes  abide 

Firm  as  the  mount  of  God : 
Steadfast,  and  fixed,  and  sure. 

His  Sion  cannot  move ; 
His  faithful  people  stand  secure 
In  Jesus'  guardian  love. 

2  As  round  Jerusalem 

The  hilly  bulwarks  rise, 
So  God  protects  and  covers  them 

From  all  their  enemies : 
On  every  side  he  stands, 

And  for  his  Israel  cares; 
And  safe  in  his  almighty  hands 

Their  souls  for  ever  bears. 

3  But  let  them  still  abide 

In  thee,  all-gracious  Lord, 
Till  every  soul  is  sanctified, 

And  perfectly  restored : 
The  men  of  heart  sincere 

Continue  to  defend ; 
And  do  them  good,  and  save  them  here, 

And  love  them  to  the  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 


B' 


494  s.  M.  D. 

ID  me  of  men  beware, 

And  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
Discern  their  every  secret  snare, 

And  circumspectly  tread. 
O  may  I  calmly  wait 

Thy  succors  from  above. 
And  stand  against  their  open  hate, 

And  well-dissembled  love ! 

2  My  spirit,  Lord,  alarm, 

AVhen  men  and  devils  join : 
Against  the  wiles  of  Satan  arm, 
In  panoply  divine. 


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O  may  I  set  my  face, 

His  onsets  to  repel, 
Quench  all  his  fiery  darts,  and  chase 

The  fiend  to  his  own  hell ! 
3  But  above  all,  afraid 

Of  my  own  bosom  foe, 
Still  let  me  seek  to  thee  for  aid, 

To  thee  my  weakness  show ; 
Hang  on  thy  arm  alone, 

With  self-distrusting  care. 
And  deeply  in  the  spirit  groan 

The  never-ceasing  prayer. 

Charles  Wesley. 

495  L.  M. 

JESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star: 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee ! 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  Friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend? 
No:  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

Joseph  Grigg. 

496  c  M 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 
Behold  my  heart,  and  see ; 
And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 
2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul? 
Then  let  me  nothing  love ; 


Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 
When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  car? 
Doth  not  each  jjulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear? 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  U)  feed? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  tiiy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Would  not  mine  ardent  spirit  vie 

AVith  angels  round  the  throne, 
To  execute  thy  sacred  will, 
And  make  thy  glory  known? 

6  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 

7  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord  ; 

But  O !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

Philip  Doddridge, 


497  c.  M. 

SHE  loved  her  Saviour,  and  to  him 
Her  costliest  present  brought ; 
To  crown  his  head,  or  grace  his  name. 
No  gift  too  rare  she  thought. 

2  So  let  the  Saviour  be  adored, 

And  not  the  poor  despised ; 
Give  to  the  hungry  from  your  hoard, 
But  all,  give  all  to  Christ 

3  Go,  clothe  the  naked,  lead  tlie  blind, 

Give  to  the  weary  rest; 
For  sorrow's  children  comfort  find. 
And  help  for  all  distressed. 


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4  But  give  to  Christ  alone  tliy  heart, 
Thy  faith,  thy  love  supreme ; 
Then  for  his  sake  thine  alms  impart, 
And  so  give  all  to  liim. 

Willuim  Cutter. 


498  c.  M. 

JESUS,  let  all  thy  lovers  shine, 
Illustrious  as  the  sun : 
And,  bright  with  borrowed  rays  divine. 
Their  glorious  circuit  run. 

2  Beyond  the  reach  of  mortals,  spread 

Their  light  where'er  they  go ; 
And  heavenly  influences  shed 
On  all  the  world  below. 

3  As  giants  may  they  run  their  race, 

Exulting  in  their  might ; 
As  burning  luminaries,  chase 
The  gloom  of  hellish  night. 

4  As  the  bright  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

Their  healing  wings  display ; 
And  let  their  luster  still  increase 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 


499  H  M 

MUST  I  my  brother  keep, 
And  share  his  pain  and  toil. 
And  weep  with  those  that  weep. 

And  smile  with  those  that  smile. 
And  act  to  each  a  brother's  part, 
And  feel  his  sorrows  in  my  heart? 

2  Must  I  his  burden  bear, 

As  though  it  were  my  own, 
And  do  as  I  would  care 

Should  to  myself  be  done. 
And  faithful  to  his  int'rests  prove. 
And  as  myself  my  neighbor  love  ? 


3  Must  I  reprove  his  sin  ? 

Must  I  partake  his  grief, 
And  kindly  enter  in. 

And  minister  relief, 
The  naked  clothe,  the  hungry  feed, 
And  love  him,  not  in  word,  but  deed  ? 

4  O  make  me  as  thou  art. 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  bestow; 
The  kind  and  gentle  heart 

That  feels  another's  woe ; 
That  thus  I  may  be  like  my  Head, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  footsteps  tread. 
Thomas  Raffles. 

500  s.  M. 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed — 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  know'st  not  which  shall  thrive, 

The  late  or  early  sown : 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive. 
When  and  wherever  strewn : 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength. 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear. 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  : 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry. 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

5  Then,  when  the  final  end, 

The  day  of  God  is  come, 
The  angel  reapers  shall  descend. 
And  heaven  sing,  "  Harvest  home ! " 
James  Montgomery , 


501  L.  M. 

GO,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent. 
Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will : 


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It  is  the  way  the  Miis^ter  went ; 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still? 

2  Go,  labor  on ;  'tis  not  for  naught ; 

Thine  earthly  lostj  id  heavenly  gain ; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 
The  Master  praises, — what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on  ;  your  hands  are  weak  ; 

Your  knees  are   faint,  your  soul   cast 
down ; 
Yet  falter  not ;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near, — a  kingdom  and  a  crown ! 

JToralius  Boiiar, 


502 


C.  M. 


JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 
Thy  bounties,  how  complete? 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine ; 
AVhat  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
AVhen  all  the  worlds  are  thine? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  mayst  be  clothed  and  fed. 

And  visited  and  cheered. 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 
^ly  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


503  c.  M. 

THESE  mortid  joys,  how  soon  they  fade! 
How  swift  they  pass  away ! 
The  dying  flower  reclines  its  head. 
The  beauty  of  a  day. 

2  The  bags  are  rent,  the  treasure's  lost. 
We  fondly  ciilled  our  own  : 


Scarce  could  we  the  possession  boast. 
When,  lo !  we  found  it  gone. 

3  But  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die. 

With  God  laid  up  in  store: 
Treasure,  l)eyond  tlie  changing  sky 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 

4  To  that  my  rising  heart  aspires, 

Secure  to  find  its  rest, 
And  glories  in  such  wide  desires, 
Of  all  its  wish  possessed. 

5  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scattered  here  below. 
In  the  fair,  fertile  fields  above, 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 

6  The  mite  my  willing  hands  can  give, 

At  Jesus'  feet  I  lay  ; 
Grace  shall  the  humble  gift  receive, 
And  Heaven  at  large  repay. 

Philip  Doddridge, 


504  c  M. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 
All-powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  oljedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  j)leasure  know  ; 
Kindly  to  sliare  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe! 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid. 
Soft  Ix!  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  men. 

When  throned  above  the  skies; 
And  midst  th'  embraces  of  thy  love, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 


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5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 
To  raise  us  from  the  ground ; 
And  gave  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


505 


8s.    D. 

H'OW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see ! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 
flowers. 
Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me,— 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim. 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom. 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice : 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh. 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

]\Iy  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned ; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

AVould  make  any  change  in  my  mind : 
While  blessed  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky. 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore ; 


Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 
John  Neu'ton. 

506  8^ 

THOU  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 
The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art: 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find. 

Where  all,  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclined. 

And  screened  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 
2  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 
There  only  I  covet  to  rest ; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock. 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast: 
'Tis  there  I  -would  always  abide, 
And  never  a  moment  depart ; 
Concealed  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 
Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 


507 


J 


C.  M. 

ESUS,  to  thee  I  noAV  can  fly. 

On  whom  my  help  is  laid : 
Oppressed  by  sins,  I  lift  my  eye, 

And  see  the  shadows  fade. 
Believing  on  my  Lord,  I  find 

A  sure  and  present  aid : 
On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 

Be  every  moment  stayed ! 
Whate'er  in  me  seems  wise,  or  good, 

Or  strong,  I  here  disclaim  : 
I  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 

Of  the  atoning  Lamb. 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  rest. 

On  thee  will  I  depend. 
Till  summoned  to  the  marriage  feast. 

When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 


158 


GHlilSTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


508  C.M. 

GOD  of  all  grace  and  majesty, 
Supremely  great  and  good, 
If  I  have  mercy  found  with  thee 
Through  the  atoning  blood, — 

2  The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give, 

And  to  my  pardon  join 
A  fear  lest  I  should  ever  grieve 
The  Comforter  divine. 

3  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  sight, 

My  strict  Observer  see ; 
And  thou,  by  rev'rent  love,  unite 
My  childlike  heart  to  thee. 

4  Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  past. 

At  Jesus'  feet  abide ; 
So  shall  he  lift  me  up  at  last, 
And  seat  me  by  his  side. 

Charles  Wesley. 


Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone. 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

4  ^ly  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

All  shall  be  well  for  me; 

Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee: 

Straight  to  my  home  above, 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death. 
My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 
Jienjamin  Schmolke.    Tr.  by  Jane  Borlhwick. 


509  «^-  i>- 

MY  Jesus  as  thou  wilt: 
O  may  thy  will  be  mine ! 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign  : 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own. 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 
My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

2  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

If  needy  here  and  poor, 
Give  me  thy  people's  bread, 

Their  portion  rich  and  sure : 
The  manna  of  thy  Word 

Let  my  soul  feed  upon ; 
And  if  all  else  should  fail. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

3  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

Though  seen  through  many  a  Umr, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 
Grow  dim  or  disappear : 


jIO  s.  m. 

LORD,  I  delight  in  thee, 
And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 
To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 
My  best,  my  only  Friend. 

2  AVhen  nature's  streams  are  dried, 
Thy  fullness  is  the  same ; 
With  this  w  ill  I  be  satisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name. 

"  Who  made  my  heaven  secure) 
Will  here  all  good  provide : 
AVhile  Christ  is  rich,  can  I  be  poor? 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

4  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ! 
I  triumph  and  adore: 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  bo 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

John  Ryland.    (Alt.) 


511  c  M 

SING,  O  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
Your  great  Deliv'rer  sing; 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 


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2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  load, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 

3  There  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  ; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength  : 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
While  lab'ring  up  the  hill. 

PJiilip  Do(.ldrid(je. 

512  7s 

LORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart. 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
I  shall  as  my  Master  be, 
Rooted  in  humility ! 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Changed  into  a  little  child; 
Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides. 
Weaned  from  all  the  world  besides. 

3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee ; 
Every  evil  let  me  flee ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above, 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  joined ! 
Him  let  Israel  still  adore. 
Trust  him,  praise  him  evermore. 

Charles  Weslep. 

513  c.  M. 

OIT  is  hard  to  work  for  God, 
To  rise  and  take  his  part 
Upon  this  battle-field  of  earth. 
And  not  sometimes  lose  heart ! 


2  He  hides  himself  so  wondrously. 

As  though  there  were  no  God ; 
He  is  least  seen  when  all  the  powers 
Of  ill  are  most  abroad ; 

3  Or  he  deserts  us  in  the  hour 

The  fight  is  all  but  lost ; 
And  seems  to  leave  u-s  to  ourselves 
Just  when  we  need  h-ini  most. 

4  It  is  not  so,  but  so  it  looks ; 

And  we  lose  courage  then ; 
And  doubts  will  come  if  God  hath  kept 
His  promises  to  men. 

5  But  right  is  right,  since  God  is  God ; 

And  right  the  day  must  win; 
To  doubt  would  be  disloyalty, 
To  falter  would  be  sin ! 

Frederick  Wkliatn  Faber. 


514  L-  M. 

LET  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast. 
The  mighty  glory  in  their  might, 
The  rich  in  flatt'ring  riches  trust. 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 

2  The  rush  of  num'rous  years  bears  down 

The  most  gigantic  strength  of  man ; 
And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone. 
When  dust  he  turns  to  dust  again  ? 

3  One  only  gift  can  justify 

The  boasting  soul  that  knows  his  God ; 
When  Jesus  doth  his  blood  apply, 
I  glory  in  his  sprinkled  blood. 

4  The  Lord,  my  righteousness,  I  praise, 

I  triumph  in  the  love  divine. 
The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace, 
In  Christ  to  endless  ages  mine. 

Charles  Wesley. 


615 


0 


5  L.  M. 

THOU,  who  camest  from  above, 
The  pure  celestial  fire  t'  impart, 


IGO 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
On  the  mean  altar  of  my  heart. 

2  There  let  it  for  thj'  glory  burn, 

With  inextinguishable  blaze, 
And  trembling  to  its  source  return, 
In  humble  love  and  fervent  praise. 

3  Jesus,  confirm  my  heart's  desire. 

To  work,  and  speak,  and  think,  for  thee ; 
Still  let  me  guard  the  holy  fire, 
And  still  stir  up  thy  gift  in  me. 

4  Ready  for  all  thy  perfect  will, 

IMy  acts  of  foith  and  love  repeat, 

Till  death  thy  endless  mercies  seal. 

And  make  the  sacrifice  complete. 

Charles  Wesley. 

516  c.  M. 

RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
Of  mortals  here  below  : 
May  I  its  great  importivnce  learn. 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know  ! 

2  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom : 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

3  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued. 
His  government  to  own  I 

4  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love 

Be  joined  with  godly  fear ; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

5  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire  ; 

Let  warm  afr<H-tions  rise  ; 
And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire 
To  mount  above  the  skies ! 

John  Fawcett. 


517  s.  M. 

llfY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
M  To  thee,  to  thee  I  adl : 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove. 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell : 
'Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here ; 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  face. 

How  amiable  they  arc ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  nowhere  else  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss : 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky. 
Can  one  delight  aflbrd  : 

No,  not  one  drop  of  real  jo}', 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love. 
Where  all  my  i)leasures  roll : 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move. 
And  center  of  my  soul. 

8  To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 
With  infinite  desire ; 

And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie! 
O  Jesus,  raise  me  higher ! 

Isaac  Watl.y. 


518  c.  M. 

MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
My  everlasting  all, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthlv  ball. 


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2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 

And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  IIow  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 

If  once  compared  to  thee ! 
Or  Avhat's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  ? 

4  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth. 

And  called  tlie  stars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

5  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

Isaac  Watts. 


519  c.  M. 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 
How  false,  and  yet  how  fair! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too. 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light  ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joj'^s  and  nearest  friends. 

The  partners  of  our  blood. 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love. 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move. 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

Isaac  Watts. 
11 


520  L.  M.    6  1. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height. 
Whose    depth     unfathomed,   no     man 
knows, 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose : 
My  heart  is  pained,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  finds  rest  in  thee. 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 

The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove. 
And  fain  I  would  ;  but  though  iny  will 

Seem  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  I'ove; 
Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way  ; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

3  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  toshare  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  lord  of  every  motion  there ! 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
AVhen  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

4  O  hide  this  self  from  me,  that  I 

No  more,  but  Christ  in  me,  may  live ! 
iVIy  vile  affections  crucif}^. 

Nor  let  one  darling  last  survive  ! 
In  all  things  nothing  may  I  see. 
Nothing  desire  or  seek,  but  thee ! 

•")  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
]My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call ; 
Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 

"  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All !  "' 
To  feel  thy  jiower,  to  hear  thy  voice^ 
To  taste  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

Gerhard  Tersteegen.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


521  w.  M.    D. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
While  ye  surround  his  throne. 


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CHlilSTIAN  EXPEllIENCE. 


The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banished  from  tlie  plate ! 

Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

AVho  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 

jNIay  speak  their  joys  abroad. 
The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

That  all  the  earth  surveys, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 

And  culms  the  roaring  seas — 

3  This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 

To  carry  us  above. 
There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in : 

4  Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  stiite, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 

Should  constant  joys  create. 
The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  l>egun  below : 
Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

5  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sa(Ted  sweets. 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields. 

Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
"We're  march  i  n<,'  thro'  Tm  manuel's  ground 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


Isaac  Walls. 


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01:1: 


C.  M. 


0 


THOU,  whose  bounty  fills  my  cup 
"With  every  bles.sing  meet! 


I  give  thee  thanks  for  every  drojj — 
The  bitter  and  the  sweet. 

2  I  jiraise  thee  for  the  desert  road. 

And  for  the  river-side ; 
For  all  thy  goodness  hath  bestowed, 
And  all  thy  grace  denied. 

3  I  thank  thee  for  both  smile  and  frown, 

And  for  the  gain  and  loss ; 
I  Jiraise  thee  for  the  future  crown, 
And  for  the  present  cross. 

4  I  thank  thee  for  the  wing  of  love, 

Whii'h  stirred  my  worldly  nest; 
And  for  the  stormy  clouds  which  drove 
Me,  trembling,  to  thy  breast. 

5  I  bless  thee  for  the  glad  increase, 

And  for  the  waning  joy  ; 
And  for  this  strange,  this  settled  peace, 
"Wliich  nothing  can  destroy. 

Jane  Crewdsoii. 

523  c.  M. 

OTIIOU,  whose  mercy  guides  my  way. 
Though  now  it  seems  severe, 
Forbid  my  unbelief  to  say, 
There  is  no  mercy  here. 

2  O  may  I,  Lord,  desire  the  pain 

That  comes  in  kindness  down. 
Far  more  than  sweetest  earthly  gain, 
Succeeded  by  a  frown. 

3  Then  though  thou  bend  my  spirit  low, 

Love  only  shall  I  see ; 
The  gracious  hand  that  strikes  the  blow, 
AVas  wounded  once  for  me. 

James  Ednxeslon. 

524  c.  M. 

MY  soul,  with  all  tliy  wakened  power?, 
Survey  the  heavenly  i>rize; 
Kor  let  these  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth 
Allure  thy  wand'ring  eyes. 


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2  The  splendid  crown  which  Moses  sought 

Still  beams  around  his  brow ; 
Tho'  soon  great  Pharaoh's  sceptred  pride 
Was  taught  by  death  to  bo^\•. 

3  The  joys  and  treasures  of  a  day 

I  cheerfully  resign ; 
Kich  in  that  large  immortal  store, 
Secured  by  grace  divine. 

4  Let  fools  my  wiser  choice  deride, 

Angels  and  God  approve ; 
Nor  scorn  of  men,  nor  rage  of  hell, 
]\Iy  steadfast  soul  shall  nrove. 

5  AVith  ardent  eye,  that  bright  reward 

I  daily  will  survey  ; 
And  in  the  blooming  prospect  lose 
The  sorrows  of  the  way. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


525  8s,7s.    D. 

COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing. 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it- 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love ! 

2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither,  by  thy  help,  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God : 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood ! 

S  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constrained  to  bo ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee ! 


Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 
Prone  to  lea^■e  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it ! 
^Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

liuberl  Mobinson. 


520  L-  M. 

BESET  with  snares  on  every  liand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand : 
Saviour  divine,  diffuse  thy  light 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treach'rous  heart 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part. 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

n  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise ; 
Let  teiTipests  mingle  earth  and  skies ; 
No  fatal  sliipwreck  shall  I  fear. 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 
Fhilip  Doddridge. 


527  s.  M. 

THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
"What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows. 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass. 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray. 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 


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4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

3  We  cannot  speak  one  useful  word. 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 

One  holy  thought  conceive, 

Though   I   should  walk   through   death's 

Unless,  in  answer  to  our  Lord, 

dark  shade, 

Thyself  the  blessing  give. 

My  Shepherd's  with  me  tliere. 

Isaac  M'ullx, 

4  His  blood  demands  the  purchased  grace ; 

His  blood's  availing  plea 

' 

Obtained  the  help  for  all  our  race. 

528               s.  M. 

And  sends  it  down  to  me. 

npEACH  me,  my  God  and  King, 
i    In  all  things  thee  to  see; 

5  Thou  all  our  works  in  us  hast  wrought; 

And  what  I  do,  in  any  thing, 

Our  good  is  all  divine; 

To  do  it  as  for  thee ; 

The  i)raise  of  every  virtuous  thought, 

And  righteous  word,  is  tliine. 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway. 

While  still  to  thee  I  tend: 

6  From  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  receive 

In  all  I  do  bo  thou  the  way, 

The  power  on  thee  to  call, 

In  all  be  thou  the  end. 

In  whom  we  are,  and  move,  and  live; 

Our  God  is  all  in  all. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake : 

Charles  Wesley, 

Nothing  so  small  can  be. 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 

530                      6s.     D. 

Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

rpiIY  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord, 
i     However  dark  it  be ! 

4  If  done  t'  obey  thy  laws. 

E'en  servile  labors  shine ; 

Lead  me  by  tliine  own  hand  ; 

Ihdlowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause. 

Choose  thou  my  i)ath  for  me. 

The  meanest  work  divine. 

I  dare  not  choose  my  lot ; 

5  Thee,  then,  my  God  and  King, 

I  would  not  if  I  might; 

In  all  things  may  I  see ; 

Choose  thou  xbr  me,  my  God, 

And  what  I  do,  in  any  thing. 

So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

May  it  be  done  for  thee ! 

2  The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

George  jrcrhrrt. 

Is  thine:  so  let  the  way 

That  leads  to  it  be  thine, 

529               c.  M. 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 

"nATIIER,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift: 
1     ^ly  soul  on  thee  depends. 

Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

AVith  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 

Convinced  that  every  perfect  gift 

As  best  to  tliee  may  seem ; 

From  thee  alone  descends. 

Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

2  Mercy  and  grace  are  thine  alone. 

.3  Clioose  thou  for  me  my  friends. 

And  power  and  wisdom  too: 

]\Iy  sickness  or  my  health  ; 

Without  th-:  Spirit  of  thy  Son 

Clioose  tlion  my  cares  for  me, 

We  nothing  good  can  do. 

My  ix)verty  or  wealth. 

DUTIES  AND  TKIALS. 


165 


Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 
In  things  or  great  or  small ; 

Be  thou  my  guide,  my  strength, 
My  wisdom,  and  my  all. 

Jloratius  Bonar. 


531  L.  M. 

DEEM  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep ; 
The  anointed  Son  of  God  makes  known 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  sliall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears ; 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

3  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night; 

And  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guest, 

But  jo}'^  shall  come  >vith  early  light. 

4  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny, 
Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

5  For  God  has  marked  each  sorrowing  day, 

.  And  numbered  every  secret  tear ; 
And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  2)ay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

William  Cullen  Uri/ant. 


532  L.  M. 

MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
0  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done ! " 

2  "What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh ; 
Submissive  still,  would  I  reply, 
"Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done!" 


3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize, — it  ne'er  was  mine ; 
I  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine : 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done ! " 

4  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done !  " 

5  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day ; 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done ! " 

6  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  before, 
I'll  sing,  upon  a  happier  shore, 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done ! " 
Charlotte  Elliott. 


533  s.  M. 

THOU  Refuge  of  my  soul. 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  Avhen  Avaves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  my  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O  when  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  sj^rings  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  liopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee. 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

Anne  Steele.    (Alt.) 

534  L.  M. 

OTIIOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light. 


ItiG 


CHRISTIAN   EXPElilENCE. 


Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee ; 
0  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free ! 

2  Wash  out  its  stiiins,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  aflecti<jns  to  the  cross ; 
Hallow  each  thought,  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray. 
Be  thou  )ny  liglit,  be  thou  my  way; 
No  foes,  no  violence,  I  fear, 

•  No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow. 
When  sinks  my  lieart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  iintired,  I  follow  thee : 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill ! 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
^ly  strength  proportion  to  my  day ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease. 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

Count  Zimcndorf.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


535  7s. 

'rpiS  my  happiness  below 
±-  Not  to  live  without  the  cross ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must,  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  s(>e 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, — 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

3  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer; 
Bring  mo  to  my  Saviour's  feet. 
Lay  me  Ioav,  and  keep  me  there. 

William  Covpn: 


536  c.  M. 

WHEN  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell, 
^ly  soul  is  not  dismayed  ; 
I  hear  a  voice  I  know  full  well : 
"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  When  black  tlic  tlircatcning  skies  appear. 

And  storms  my  ])atii  invade, 
Those  accents  trunqnilize  each  fear: 
"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

3  There  is  a  gidf  tliat  must  be  crossed ; 

Saviour,  be  near  to  aiil ! 
Whisjier,  when  my  frail  bark  is  tossed : 
"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

4  There  is  a  dark  and  fearful  vale, 

Death  hides  within  its  sliade ; 
O  say,  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail : 
"Tis  I;  be  not  afraid." 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


537  c.  M. 

IN  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God, 
Thy  smile  liath  cheered  my  way ; 
And  joj'  liath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  jiours  of  pain  have  yielded  good, 

Wliich  jirosperous  days  refused  : 
As  herbs,  tiioui:h  scentless  when  entire, 
Si)read  fragrance  when  they're  bruised. 

3  The  oak  strikes  deeper,  as  its  boughs 

By  furious  bla'^ts  are  driven  ; 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 

III  other  times  may  be, 
I'll  welcome  still  the  heaviest  giief 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 

A  ulhor  Unkiunm. 


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167 


538  c.  M. 

WHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 
And  mourns  the  present  i^ain, 
'Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  "lis  not  that  murm'ring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies. 
And  would  not  suffer  still : 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise. 
And  lose  herself  in  sight : 

4  It  is  that  hope  with  ardor  glows. 

To  see  Him  face  to  face, 
"Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 
Sufficient  art  to  trace. 

5  O  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night. 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share ! 

Gerard  Thomas  Xoel. 


;39 


C.  M. 


OTHOU  wdio  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee ! 

2  The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  comes  are  flown ; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give. 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  But  thou  wilt  heal  that  broken  heart. 

Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part. 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

4  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers. 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 


A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears. 

Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too, — 

5  O  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 

Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 

Our  peace-branch  from  above ! 

f)  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright, 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 

As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 

We  never  saw  by  day. 

Thomun  Moore 


540  8,7.    D. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken. 

Thou,  from  hence,  mj'^  all  shalt  be. 
Perish,  every  fond  ambition. 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition ! 
Go<l  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me : 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too : 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me ; 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue ; 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me ; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure ; 

Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain ; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure; 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee,  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee : 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather; 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me ; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast : 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me ; 
Heav-en  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 


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GHKISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


0  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 
While  thy  love  L;  hCl  to  me! 

0  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  nie, 
"Were  that  joy  unmixed  -with  tlu'c! 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation ; 

Rise  o'er  vsin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find  in  everj'-  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  S])irit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thint-. ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee: 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 

Armed  by  faitli,  and  winged  by  prayer  ; 
Heaven's  eternal  days  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

llcnr\j  Fruncia  I,yte. 


541  L.  M. 

I  SHALL  not  want:  in  deserts  wild 
Thou  spread'st  thy  tiible  for  thy  child  ; 
While  grace  in  streams  for  thirsting  souls, 
Through  earth  and  heaven  forever  rolls. 

2  I  shall  not  want:  my  darkest  night 
Thy  loving  smile  shall  fill  with  light; 
"While  promises  around  me  Ijloom, 
And  cheer  me  with  divine  jjerfume. 

3  I  shall  not  want :  Thy  righteousness 
My  soul  shall  clothe  with  glorious  dress ; 
!My  blood-washed  robe  shall  be  more  fair 
Than  garments  kings  or  angels  wear. 

4  I  shall  not  want :  whate'er  is  good, 
Of  daily  bread  or  angels'  food, 
Shall  to  my  Father's  child  be  sure. 
So  long  as  earth  and  heaven  endure. 

Charles  Force  Deevix. 


542 


c.  JI. 


/I  UST  Jesus  bear  the  cross  aloni>. 
And  all  the  world  go  free? 

Ko,  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 
AVho  once  went  sorrowing  liere ! 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love. 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

;J  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free  ; 
And  tlien  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

Tfiumas  Sheplu-rd.     (Alt.) 


L.  :\L 


543 

**  rpAKE  up  thy  cross,"  the  Saviour  said, 
J-  "  If  thou  wouldst  my  disciple  be ; 
Deny  thyself,  the  world  forsake, 
And  humbly  follow  after  me." 

2  Take  up  thy  cross  ;  let  not  its  weight 

Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alann  ; 
His  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
And  brace  thy  heart  and  nerve  thine 
arm. 

3  Take  up  thy  cross,  nor  heed  the  shame; 

Nor  let  thy  foolish  pride  rebel ; 
Thy  Lord  for  thee  the  cross  endured. 
To  save  thy  soul  from  death  and  hell. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  Christ; 

Xor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down  ; 
For  only  he  M'ho  bears  the  cross 
;May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 
Charles  William  Fvereat. 


544  CM.  Gi. 

F.VTIIFR,  I  know  that  all  my  life 
Is  portioned  out  for  me ; 
The  changes,  that  will  Hurely  come 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


169 


I  do  not  fear  to  see : 
I  ask  thee  for  a  present  mind, 
Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thoughtful  love, 

Through  constant  watcliing  wise, 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes  : 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  would  not  have  the  restless  will 

That  hurries  to  and  fro. 
Seeking  for  some  great  thing  to  do. 

Or  secret  thing  to  know  : 
I  would  be  treated  as  a  child, 

And  guided  where  I  go. 

4  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am. 

In  whatsoe'r  estate, 
I  have  a  fellowsliip  with  hearts. 

To  keep  and  cultivate : 
A  work  of  lowly  love  to  do 

For  Him  on  whom  I  wait. 

5  I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength, 

To  none  that  ask  denied, 
A  mind  to  blend  with  outward  life. 

While  keejnng  at  thy  side: 
Content  to  fill  a  little  space. 

If  thou  be  glorified. 

6  And  if  some  things  I  do  not  ask 

Among  my  blessings  be, 
I'd  have  my  spirit  filled  the  more 

With  grateful  love  to  thee  : 
More  careful,  not  to  serve  thee  much, 

But  please  thee  perfectly. 

Anna  Laetiiia  Waring, 


545  c.  M. 

ITIATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise : 


2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  imimrt, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

2  Let  the  sure  trust  that  thou  art  mine 
My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Anne  Steele. 


546  iis; 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 
Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  wonl ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he 

hath  said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  In  every  condition — in  sickness,  in  health  ; 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad ;  on  the  land,  on  the 

sea — 
"As    thy    days   may    demand,  shall   thy 
strength  ever  be. 

3  "  Fear  not ;  I  am  with  thee ;  0  be  not  dis- 

mayed ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee 

aid; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
Ujiheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call 

thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflo^\■ ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  ti,- 

bless. 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  "When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway 

shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  sup- 
ply: 


170 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee — I  only  de- 
sign 

Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  re- 
fine. 

6  "  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  uncliangeal)lc  love ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn. 
Like  lamljs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom 

be  borne. 

7  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  still  leans  for  re- 

pose, 
I  will  not,  I  mil  not,  desert  to  his  foes; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor 

to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never  forsake." 
George  Keith, 


547  s.  M. 

Y0I3R  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
Down  from  the  willows  take ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

AVe  are  not  far  from  home ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brigliter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  tilings,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame. 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  donbt«  and  fears 

Subside  at  his  control ; 
His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 


6  Blest  is  the  man,  0  God, 

Who  stays  himself  on  thee  ; 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

Aut/tistus  Montague  Toplady. 


548  c.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee  ; 
Thine  ever  watchful  eye 
Alone  our  real  want«  can  see, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  In  thine  all-gracious  providence 

Our  cheerful  hopes  confide ; 
0  let  thy  power  be  our  defense, 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide. 

3  And  since,  by  pa.ssion's  force  subdued. 

Too  oft,  with  stul>born  will. 
We  gladly  slum  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill, — 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  l)ut  what  we  want. 

Let  mercy  still  supply : 
The  good  we  a.«k  not.  Father,  grant ; 
The  ill  we  a.sk,  deny. 

James  Merrick. 


549  c.  M. 

I  WORSHIP  thee,  most  gracious  God, 
And  all  thy  ways  adore ; 
And  every  day  I  live,  I  long 
To  love  thee  more  and  more. 

2  When  duty's  path  and  trials  seem 

Like  prison  walls  to  be, 
I  do  the  little  I  can  do, 
And  k-ave  the  rest  to  thee. 

3  Ilcalways  wins  who  sides  with  Go<l, 

To  him  no  chance  is  lost; 
God's  will  is  sweetest  to  him  when 
It  triumphs  at  his  cost. 


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4  111  that  he  blesses  is  our  good, 
And  unblest  good  is  ill ; 
And  all  is  right  that  seems  most  wrong 
If  it  be  his  sweet  will. 

Frederick  William  Faber. 


550  c.  M. 

THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
Tlie  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
Mj''  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  that  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  0  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

"With  me  exalt  his  name : 
When  in  distress  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

4  The  angel  of  the  Lord  encamps 

Around  the  good  and  just ; 
Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  all 
"Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

5  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love. 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blessed  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

6  Fear  him,  j^e  saints ;  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear : 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight ; 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

Tate  and  Brady, 


551  8s,  7s,  &  6s. 

ALMIGHTY  fortress  is  our  God, 
A  bulwark  never  failing: 
Our  Helper  he,  amid  the  flood 
Of  morti\l  ills  prevailing. 


For  still  our  ancient  foe 
Doth  seek  to  work  us  woe ; 
His  craft  and  power  are  great. 
And,  armed  with  cruel  hate, 
On  earth  is  not  his  equal. 

2  Did  we  in  our  own  strength  confide, 

Our  striving  would  be  losing ; 
Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 

The  man  of  God's  own  choosing. 
Dost  ask  who  that  may  be  ? 
Christ  Jesus,  it  is  he ; 
Lord  Sabaoth  is  his  name, 
From  age  to  age  the  same. 

And  he  must  win  the  battle. 

3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils  filled. 

Should  threaten  to  undo  us  ; 
We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 

His  truth  to  triumph  through  us. 
The  Prince  of  darkness  grim — 
We  tremble  not  for  him ; 
His  rage  we  can  endure, 
For  lo !  his  doom  is  sure, 

One  little  word  shall  fell  him. 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers — 

No  thanks  to  them — abideth  ; 
The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 

Through  him  who  with  us  sideth. 
Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 
This  mortal  life  also : 
The  body  they  may  kill : 
God's  truth  abideth  still, 

His  kingdom  is  forever. 
Martin  Luther.    Tr.  by  Frederick  H.  Hedge. 


552  L.  M.    D. 

AWAY,  ni}'  unbelieving  fear ! 
Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

hides  the  brightness  of  his  face ; 


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But  shall  I  therefore  lot  him  go, 
And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield? 

No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no  ! 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die. 

The  field  illude  tlie  tiller's  toil. 
The  empty  stidl  no  lierd  afford. 

And  perisli  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  sal  vation  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 


553  s.  M. 

HOAY  gentle  God's  commands ! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell  ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  tliis  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind? 
Haste  to  j'our  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

TJnclianged  from  day  to  day ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet. 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

554  s.  M.  D. 

COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  His  hands. 
To  His  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 

AVho  earth  and  heaven  commands : 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 
Whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 


He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

2  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 

So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 
No  profit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self-consuming  care ; 
To  him  commend  tliy  cause,  his  ear 

Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

3  Thine  everlasting  truth, 

Fatlier,  tliy  ceaseless  love. 
Sees  all  thy  children's  want«,  and  knows 

AVhat  best  for  each  will  prove  ; 
«       And  whatsoe'er  tliou  will'st, 

Thou  dost,  O  King  of  kings  ! 
What's  thine  unerring  wisdom's  choice, 

Thy  i)ower  to  being  brings ! 

4  Thou  everywhere  hast  sway. 

And  all  things  serve  tliy  might; 
Thine  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 

Thy  path  unsullied  light. 
When  thou  arisest,  Lord, 

What  shall  tliy  work  withstand? 
When  all  thy  children  want,  thou  giv'.st ; 

Who,  who  shall  stiiy  thy  hand  ? 

Paul  Gerhardt.    Tr.  by  Jotni  Wesley. 


555  ^  s.  M. 

AWAY  !  my  needless  fears. 
And  doubts  no  longer  mine; 
A  ray  of  heavenly  light  appears, 

A  messenger  divine : 
Tlirice  comfortable  hope, 

Tliat  calms  my  troubled  breast ; 
]\Iy  Father's  hand  prepares  the  cup, 
And  what  he  wills  is  best. 
2  If  wliat  I  wish  is  good, 

And  suits  the  will  divine. 
By  earth  and  hell  in  vain  withstood, 
I  know  it  shall  be  mine. 


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173 


Here  then  I  doubt  no  more, 

But  in  his  pleasure  rest, 
Whose  wisdom,  love,  and  truth, and  power. 

Engage  to  make  me  blest. 

Charles  Wesley. 


556  s.  M.  D. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed : 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  tliy  tears ; 

God  shall  lift  up  thy  head : 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms. 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone. 
What  though  thou  rulest  not, 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell. 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command ; 
So  shalt  thou,  wond'ring,  own,  his  way 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand  ! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

4  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 

Our  liearts  are  known  to  thee ; 
O  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 

Confirm  the  feeble  knee ! 
Let  us  in  life,  in  death. 

Thy  steadfast  truth  declare; 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 

Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

Paul  Gerhurdl.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


557  12s,  lis. 

WHILE  thou,  O  my  God,  art  my  Help  and 
Defender, 
No  cares  can  o'erwhelm  me,  no  terrora 
api^all ; 
The  wiles  and  the  snares  of  this  world  will 
but  render 
More  lively  my  hope  in  my  God  and 
my  all. 

2  Yes,  tliou  art  my  refuge  in  sorrow  and 

danger, 
My  !-trength  when  I  suffer,  luy  hoi^e 

when  I  fall. 
My  comfort  and  joy  in  this  land  of  the 

stranger. 
My  treasure,  my  glory,  my  God  and  my 

all. 

3  To  thee,  dearest  Lord,  will  I  turn  without 

ceasing, 
Though  grief  niav  oppress  me,  or  sorrow 

befall. 
And  love  thee  till  death,  my  blest  sjiirit 

releasing, 
Secures  to  me  Jesus,  my  God  and  my 

all. 

4  And  when  thou  demandest  the  life  thou 

hast  given. 
With  joy  will  I  answer  thv  merciful 

call ; 
And  quit  thee  on  earth  but  to  find  thee  in 

heaven. 
My  portion  forever,  my  God,  and  my 

^11-  M'illiam  Young. 


558  7s. 

AY  by  day  the  manna  fell : 
O  to  learn  this  lesson  well ! 
Still  by  constant  mercy  fed. 
Give  me,  Lord,  my  daily  bread. 


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2  "  Day  by  day,"  the  promise  reads, 
Daily  t^trongth  for  daily  needs : 
Cant  foreboding  feaiv  away ; 
Takfe  the  manna  of  to-day. 

3  Lord!  my  times  are  in  thy  hand: 

All  my  sanguine  hopes  have  planned, 

To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 

And  would  make  thy  jjurpose  mine. 

4  Thou  my  daily  tiisk  shalt  give  : 
Day  liy  day  to  thee  I  live  ; 

So  shall  added  years  fulfill, 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will. 

Josiuh  Conder. 


559  L.  M. 

WHEN  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 
T  T    Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Their  father's  God  before  them  moved. 
An  awful  guide  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day  along  th'  astonished  lands 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  ; 
By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 

AVhen  brightly  shines  theprosp'rousday, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen. 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  ! 

4  And  0,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light ! 

Walter  Scotl. 


560  L.  M. 

WAIT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 
Tun^ultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murm'ring  thought  arise ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 


2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  liis  work,  tiie  cause  conceals; 
But  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  sup])ort  his  throne. 

3  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  sulnnissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat; 
And,  midst  the  terroi^s  of  his  ro<l, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

Benjamin  Bcddome. 


561  losctiis. 

troubles  assail,  And  dangers  af- 


T  HOUGH 
fright. 


Though  friends  should  all  fail,  And  foes 

ail  unite. 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us.  Whatever  betide. 
The  jiromise  assures  us.  The  Ix)rd  will  pro- 
vide. 

2  The  birds,  without  barn  Or  store-house,  axe 

fed: 
From  them  let  us  learn  To  trust  for  our 

bread ; 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  Shall  ne'er  be 

denied. 
So  long  as  'tis  written.  The  Lord  will  ]ii-o- 

vide. 

n  We  all  may,  like  ships.  By  temjiest  be 
tossed 

On  perilous  deeps.  But  need  not  be  lost ; 

Though  Satiin  enrages  The  wind  and  the 
tide, 

Yi't  Scripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

4  His  call  we  obey,  Like  Abrah'm  of  old; 
We  know  not  the  way.  But  faith  makes  us 

bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers.  We  have  a 

sure  guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will 

j)rovide. 


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17i 


5  No  strength  of  our  own,  Nor  goodness  we 

claim, 

Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus's  name ; 

In  this  our  strong  tower  For  safety  we  hide ; 

The  Lord  is  our  power,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

6  When  life   sinks  apace,  And  death  is  in 

view. 
The  word  of  his  grace  Shall  comfort  us 

through ; 
Not  fearing  or  doubting.  With  Christ  on 

our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  The  Lord  will 

provide. 

John  Xewton. 


562  c.  p.  M. 

MY  sole  jjossession  is  thy  love, 
O  Lord  ;  in  earth  or  heaven  above, 
I  have  no  other  store ; 
And  though  with  fervent  suit  I  pray. 
And  importune  thee  night  and  day, 
I  ask  for  nothing  more. 

2  Adieu !  ye  vain  delights  of  earth, 
Insipid  sports  and  sinful  mirth, 

I  taste  no  sweets  in  you  ; 
Unknown  delights  are  in  the  cross. 
All  joy  beside  to  me  is  dross, 

While  Jesus  I  pursue. 

3  If  by  thy  will,  where'er  I  stray, 
Sorrow  attend  me  all  my  way, 

A  never-failing  friend ; 
And  if  my  sufferings  may  augment 
Thy  praise,  behold  me  well  content. 

Let  sorrow  still  attend. 

4  Thy  choice  and  mine  shall  be  the  same, 
Inspirer  of  that  holy  flame, 

Which  love  doth  sweetly  raise ! 


To  take  the  cross  and  follow  thee, 
AVliere  love  and  duty  lead,  shall  be 

My  portion  and  my  praise. 
3fadame  Guy  on.    Tr.  by  William  Cowper. 


563  c.  p.  M. 

OLORD !  how  happy  should  we  be, 
If  we  could  leave  our  cares  to  thee, 
If  we  from  self  could  rest ; 
And  feel  at  heart  that  one  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 
Is  working  for  the  best. 

2  For  when  we  kneel  and  cast  our  care 
Upon  bur  God  in  humble  prayer. 

With  strengthened  souls  we  rise. 
Sure  that  our  Father  who  is  nigh. 
To  hear  the  ravens  when  they  cry. 

Will  hear  his  children's  cries. 

3  O  may  these  anxious  hearts  of  ours 
The  lesson  learn  from  birds  and  flowers, 

And  learn  from  self  to  cease, 
Leave  all  things  to  our  Father's  will. 
And  in  his  mercy  trusting  still, 

Find  in  each  trial  peace ! 

Joseph  Anstice. 

564  c.  M. 

MY  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 
The  passing  moments  say ; 
As  length'ning  shadows  o'er  the  mead 
Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 

2  O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof 

From  all  created  things, 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above 
Whence  true  contentment  springs ! 

3  Courage,  my  soul !  thy  bitter  cross. 

In  every  trial  here. 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above. 
But  shall  not  enter  there. 


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4  The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice, 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

5  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er 

Of  sublunary  care. 
And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more 
This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 

6  Courage,  my  soul,  on  God  rely, 

Deliv'rance  soon  will  come : 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence 
To  bring  believers  home. 

Frances  Maria  Cowpcr. 


56o 


W 


5  C.  M. 

HY  thus  impatient  to  be  gone? 
Such  wishes  breathe  no  more ; 
Let  Him  who  locked  thy  spirit  in, 
AVhen  meet,  unbolt  the  door. 

2  Why  wouldst  thou  snatch  the  victor's  palm 

Before  the  conquest's  won? 
Or  \\  ish  to  seize  th'  immortal  prize. 
Ere  yet  the  race  is  run  ? 

3  Inglorious  wish,  to  haste  away, 

And  leave  thy  work  undone! — 

To  serve  thy  Lord  will  i)lease  no  less 

Than  praising  round  the  throne. 

4  AVhile  thou  art  standing  in  the  field. 

For  bliss  thou'lt  riper  grow: 
Then  w^ait  thy  Lord's  appointed  time, 
Till  he  shall  bid  thee  go. 

Alexander  Cruden. 


2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  llowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 

And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace. 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign , 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord : 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war. 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar. 
By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine. 

In  robes  of  vict'ry,  tlirough  the  skies. 

The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Isaac  Watis. 


566  c  M 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  T  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 


567  7s 

PRINCE  of  peace,  control  my  will; 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still ; 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease, 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  ha.st  bought  me  with  thy  blood. 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God  : 
Peace  I  ask — but  peace  must  be. 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one: 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart ; 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart 

4  Saviour,  at  thy  feet  T  fall ; 
Thou  my  I..ife,  my  God,  my  All ! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 

One  for  evermore  with  thee ! 

Mary  Barber  Dana. 


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177 


568  L-  M. 

THOU  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace ! 
For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pine : 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace ; 
O  make  me  in  thy  likeness  shine ! 

2  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flesh  prevails, 

With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breast; 
When  grief  my  wounded  soul  assails, 
In  lowlj'  meekness  may  I  rest. 

3  Close  by  thy  side  still  may  I  keep, 

Howe'er  life's  various  current  flow; 
With  steadfast  ej^e  mark  every  step, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 

4  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  hast  won ; 

Alone  thou  hast  the  wine-press  trod: 

In  me  thy  strength'ning  grace  he  shown  ; 

O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood ! 

5  So,  when  on  Sion  thou  shalt  stand. 

All  heaven's  host  adore  their  King, 
Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand. 
And,  free  from  pain,  thy  glories  sing. 
Christian  Frederic  Richter. 
Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


569  L.  M. 

MY  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou, 
To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  bow ; 
I  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 
I  find  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  Avay ; 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day ; 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide. 
And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me ; 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be ; 
And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart, 
Then  clasp  me.  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power : 

12 


Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 
5  My  suff''ring  time  shall  soon  be  o'er ; 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more : 
My  ransomed  soul  shall  soar  aAvay, 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 

Author  Unknotvn. 


570  c.  M. 

AMAZING  grace !  (how  sweet  the  sound !) 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  I'm  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed !' 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me ; 

His  word  my  hope  secures : 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yea,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 

I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 

A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

John  Newton. 


571  c.  M. 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 
2  Should  earth  against  m^  soul  engage. 
And  fiery  darts  be  hurled. 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 


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3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

Let  storuis  of  sorrow  fall ; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rost. 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Isaac  Watts. 


572  S.  M.     D. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise! 
And  put  your  armor  on. 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 

Through  his  eternal  Son ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts. 
And  in  his  mighty  power, 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might. 

With  all  his  strength  endued ; 
But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God : 
That  having  all  things  done. 

And  all  your  conflicts  past. 
Ye  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 

3  From  strength  to  strength  go  on, 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray : 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 

And  win  the  well-fought  day : 
Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  his  soldiers,  "Come," 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descends  from  high. 

And  take  the  conqu'rors  home. 

Charles  Wesley. 


573  s.  M.  D. 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 


Tune  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
Sing  of  his  dying  love ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 

For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 
2  Tell,  in  seraphic  strains. 

What  he  has  done  for  you ; 
How  ho  has  taken  off  your  chains, 

And  formed  your  hearts  anew. 
His  faithfulness  proclaim 

While  life  to  j'ou  is  given  ; 
Join  hands  and  hearts  to  praise  his  name. 

Till  we  all  meet  in  heaven. 

William  Hammond. 


574  6s  &  5s.     D. 

FORWARD !  be  our  watch-word, 
Steps  and  voices  joined ; 
Seek  the  things  before  us, 

Not  a  look  behind : 
Burns  the  fiery  pillar 

At  our  army's  head  ; 
Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking, 

By  our  Captain  led  ? 
Forward  through  the  desert. 

Through  the  toil  and  fight: 
Jordan  flows  l)efore  us, 

Zion  beams  with  light! 
2  Far  o'er  yon  horizon 

Rise  the  city  towers. 
Where  our  God  abideth  ; 

That  fair  home  is  ours : 
Flash  the  streets  with  jasper. 

Shine  the  gates  with  gold; 
Flows  the  gladdening  river, 

Shedding  joys  untold ; 
Onward,  Christians,  onward. 

In  the  Spirit's  might: 
Pilgrims  to  your  country. 

Forward  into  light! 

Jlen  r;i  A  Iford. 


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575  6s,  5s.    D. 

ONWARD,  Christian  soldiers 
Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before : 
Christ,  the  royal  Master, 
Leads  against  the  foe ; 
Forward  into  battle. 
See,  his  banners  go ! 
Onward,  Christian  soldiers 

Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before. 

2  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain ; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Clmrch  prevail; 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail. 
Onward,  Christian  soldiers !  &c. 

3  Onward,  then,  ye  people ! 

Join  our  happy  throng. 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices 

In  the  triumph-song; 
Glory,  laud,  and  honor 

Unto  Christ  the  King, 
This  through  countless  ages 
Men  and  angels  sing. 
Onward,  Christian  soldiers !  &c. 
Sabine  Baring -Govld. 


576  c.  p.  M. 

COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress. 
My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 
Who  still  your  bodies  feel ; 
A  while  forget  your  griefs  and  fears. 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
To  that  celestial  hill. 


2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode : 
On  faith's  strong  eagle-pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed,  bliss-inspiring  hope ! 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up. 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead : 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past. 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last. 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 

5  That  great  mysterious  Deity 

We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see : 

The  beatific  sight 
Shall  fill  the  heavenly  courts  with  praise, 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light. 

6  The  Father,  shining  on  his  throne, 
The  glorious,  coeternal  Son, 

The  Spirit,  one  and  seven. 
Conspire  our  rapture  to  complete ; 
And  lo !  we  fall  before  his  feet. 

And  silence  heightens  heaven. 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecstatic  pause, 
Jesus,  we  now  sustain  the  cross. 

And  at  thy  footstool  fall ; 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravished  spirits  fill. 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 

577  c.  M. 

WHICH  of  the  petty  kings  of  earth 
Can  boast  a  guard  like  ours. 


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Encircled  from  our  second  birth, 
With  all  the  heavenly  powers? 

2  Angels,  where'er  we  go,  attend 

Our  steps,  whate'er  hotide, 
With  watchful  cure  their  charge  defend, 
And  evil  turn  aside. 

3  Their  instrumental  aid,  unknown. 

The}--  day  and  night  supply ; 
And,  free  from  fear,  we  lay  us  down, 
Though  Satan's  host  be  nigh. 

4  And  when  our  spirits  we  resign, 

On  outstretched  wings  they  bear, 
And  lodge  us  in  the  arms  divine. 
And  leave  us  ever  there. 

Charles  Wesley. 


578  s.  M. 

MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  ; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise  : 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O  watch,  and  fight,  and  praj'; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  : 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  the  crown. 

4  Figlit  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 
He'll  take  tliee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 

George  Heath. 


579  s.  M. 

"T  THE  good  fight  have  fought," 
i.  0  when  shall  I  declare  ! 
The  vict'ry  by  my  Saviour  got 
I  long  with  Paul  to  share. 


2  O  may  I  triumph  so. 

When  all  my  warfare's  past ; 
And,  dying,  find  my  latest  foe 
Under  my  feet  at  last ! 

.")  This  blessed  word  be  mine, 
Just  as  the  i)ort  is  gained, 
"  Kept  by  the  power  of  grace  Divine 
I  have  the  faith  maintixined." 

4  Th'  apostles  of  my  Lord, 

To  whom  it  first  was  given. 
They  could  not  speak  a  greatei-  word. 
Nor  all  the  saints  in  heaven. 

Charles  }\'esley. 


580  7^,  6s.    D. 

STAND  up !  stand  up  for  Jesus 
Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss : 
From  victory  imto  victory 
His  army  he  shall  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished 
And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up !  stand  up  for  Jesus  I 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone  ; 
The  arm  of  fie^h  will  foil  you  ; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer; 
Wliere  duty  calls,  or  danger. 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

?>  Stand  up!  stand  up  for  Jesus! 

The  strife  will  not  l)e  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song : 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 

Qeorye  DuffUlil,  Jr. 


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581  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace : 

O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration. 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 


In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 
John  Fawcett. 


sectio:n^  VIII. 

DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


582  c.  M.  D. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
Tliat  have  obtained  the  prize. 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 

To  joys  celestial  rise : 
Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing, 

With  those  to  glory  gone ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 

2  One  family  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  Church  above,  beneath. 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream. 

The  narrow  stream  of  death  : 
One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  his  host  have  crossed  the  flood. 

And  part  are  crossing  now. 

3  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 

And  we  expect  to  die: 
E'en  now  by  faith  we  join  our  hand? 

With  those  that  went  before ; 
And  greet  the  blood -liesprinkled  bands 

On  the  eternal  shore. 

Charles  Wesley. 


583 


C.  'M. 


0 


GOD,  our  help  in  ages  past. 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
(182) 


Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast. 
And  our  eternal  home: 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 

Still  may  we  dwell  secuie ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  yeai-s  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ; 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last. 
And  our  peri)etual  home ! 

Isaac  Watts. 


584 


C.  M. 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days. 
Thou  Maker  of  ray  frame ; 


DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


lb'6 


I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures,  earth,  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

4  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

Isaac  Walts. 


585  c.  M. 

THEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name ! 
And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  we  be ! 

2  The  year  rolls  round  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave : 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be. 

We're  trav'ling  to  the  grave. 

3  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

4  Great  God !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

5  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe. 

Attends  on  every  breath ; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 


G  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 
To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 
And  if  our  souls  be  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God ! 

Isaac  Watts. 

586  c.  M. 

DEATH  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 
And  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour ! 

2  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay. 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage. 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

4  Turn,  mortal,  turn !  thy  danger  know : 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread. 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below. 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead  ! 

5  Turn,  Christian,  turn  !  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given : 
The  forms  which  underneath  thee  lie 
Shall  live  for  hell  or  heaven  ! 

Reginald  Heber. 


587  c.  M. 

HARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound ! 
Mine  ears,  attend  the  cry : 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed. 
In  spite  of  all  your  towers ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 


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3  Great  God!  is  this  our  certain  doom? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepared  no  more ! 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  (juick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fiy  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh. 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 


Isaac  Walts. 


588 


S.  M. 

0  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean-depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  l)liss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Kor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years; 
And  all  that  light  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleetinir  breath  ; 
O !  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  "  the  second  death ! " 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  froin  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest : 

Alone  are  found  in  thee. 
The  life  of  j>erfect  love, — the  rest 
Of  innnortidity. 

James  Montgomery . 


589 


A 


S.  ^L 
ND  am  I  born  to  die? 
To  lav  this  bodv  down? 


And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown? 

2  A  land  of  deepest  shade, 

Unpierced  by  human  thought; 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 
Where  all  things  are  forgot ! 

3  Soon  as  from  the  earth  I  go, 

AVhat  will  become  of  me? 
Eternal  happiness  or  woe 
Must  then  my  portion  be ! 

4  AVaked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise ; 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crowned. 
And  see  the  flaming  skies ! 

5  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb — 

AVith  triumph  or  regret? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom — 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet? 

fi  Will  ancel  bands  convey 
Their  brother  to  the  bar? 
Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away 
To  meet  its  sentence  there  ? 

7  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt 

That  tears  my  anxious  breast? 
h^hall  I  be  with  the  damned  cast  out. 
Or  numbered  with  the  blest? 

8  I  must  from  God  be  driven. 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell; 
l\Iust  come  at  bis  command  to  heaven. 
Or  else — depart  to  hell. 

Charles  'Wesley. 


590  LM 

HE  comes !  he  comes !  the  Judge  severe  I 
The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near! 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll: 
•  How  welcome  to  tlie  faithful  soul ! 


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185 


2  JFrom  heaven  angelic  voices  sound ; 
See  the  almighty  Jesus  crowned, 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own ; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord ! 

4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High ; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reigns. 

C?u(rles  Wesley. 

591  L.  M. 

THE  da}''  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day! 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day — 

2  When  shriv'ling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread. 
Swells   the   high   trump  that  wakes   the 

dead? 

3  O  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
De  thou,  O  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! 

Sir  Walter  Scott. 


592  8,  8,  6. 

LO  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas,  I  stand. 
Secure,  insensible : 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space. 
Removes  me  to  that  heavenly  place. 
Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God,  mine  inmost  soul  convert. 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 
Eternal  things  impress : 


Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
A.nd  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 
And  wake  to  righteousness ! 

3  Before  me  place  in  dread  array 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day. 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me.  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here. 
With  serious  industry  and  fear 

Eternal  bliss  t'  insure ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

5  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above — 

Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight. 

And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight. 

And  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


593  c.  p.  M. 

AND  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 
With  nature's  stern  decree  ? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains. 
To  all  eternity ! 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  house  of  clay  : 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care. 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day  ! 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here. 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear. 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone ; 


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If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 
Th'  inexoraljle  throne ! 

4  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death, 

That  never,  never  dies! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure ; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

5  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray  ; 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way, 

To  glorious  liappiness ! 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart! 
And  whensoe'er  1  hence  depart. 

Let  me  depart  in  peace ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

594  c.  p.  M. 

WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 
come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stimd  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die. 
Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now. 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But,  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
AViiat  if  my  name  should  l)e  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call? 

3  0  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this  the  accepted  day  ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice  0  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found. 
Whene'er    the    archangel's   trump    shall 

sound, 


To  see  thy  smiling  face; 
Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

Helina.  Countess  of  Iluniingdon. 


595  7s.    6  1. 

DAY  of  wrath,  O  dreadful  day! 
When  tliis  world  shall  pass  away. 
And  the  heavens  together  roll. 
Shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
Ix)ng  foretold  by  saint  and  sage, 
David's  harp,  and  sibyl's  page. 

2  Day  of  terror,  day  of  doom, 
AVhen  the  Judge  at  la.st  shall  come! 
Through  the  deep  an<l  silent  gloom. 
Shrouding  every  human  tomb, 
Shall  the  archangel's  trumpet  tone 
Summon  all  before  the  throne. 

3  Then  the  writing  shall  be  read, 
Which  shall  judge  the  quick  and  dead ; 
Then  the  Lord  of  all  our  race 

Shall  appoint  to  each  his  place ; 
Every  wrong  shall  be  set  right, 
Every  secret  brought  to  light. 

4  O  just  Judge,  to  whom  belongs 
Vengeance  for  all  earthly  wrongs, 
(Jrant  forgiveness.  Lord,  at  last. 
Ere  the  dread  account  be  pju«t : 
IjO,  my  sighs,  my  guilt,  my  shame! 
Spare  me  for  thine  own  great  name. 

5  Thou,  who  bad'st  the  sinner  cease 
From  her  tears  and  go  in  peace, — 
Thou,  who  to  the  dying  thief 
Spakest  pardon  and  relief, — 
Thou,  O  Ivord,  to  me  hast  given. 
E'en  to  me,  the  hope  of  heaven. 

Thomas  nf  Cclanu. 

Tr.  by  Arthur  Pcurhun  Stanlri/. 


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596  c.  M. 

AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  live. 

With  what  religious  fear! 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behaviour  here  ! 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead. 

The  watchful  power  bestow ; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed. 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near ! 

And  make  mj^  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

Charles  Wesley. 


597  c.  M. 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste. 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus,  thou  Source  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Ruler  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word,  "  Depart ! " 

3  What,  to  be  banished  from  my  Lord, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die ! 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain. 
And  death  for  ever  fly ! 

•  4  O  wretched  st;ite  of  deep  despair. 
To  see  my  God  remove. 


And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love! 

Isaac  Watts. 


598  L-  M. 

THE  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possessed 
Enter  into  immediate  rest; 
For  them  no  further  test  remains, 
Of  purging  fires  and  torturing  pains. 

2  Who  trusting  in  their  Lord  depart. 
Cleansed  from  all  sin  and  pure  in  heart. 
The  bliss  unmixed,  the  glorious  prize, 
They  find  with  Christ  in  paradise. 

3  Close  followed  by  their  works  they  go, 
Their  Master's  purchased  joy  to  know ; 
Their  works  enhance  the  bliss  prepared. 
And  each  hath  its  distinct  reward. 

4  Yet  glorified  by  grace  alone, 

They  cast  their  crowns  before  the  throne ; 
And  fill  the  echoing  courts  above 
With  praises  of  redeeming  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


599  L.  M. 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  I 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose. 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing. 

That  Death  hath  lost  his  venomed  sting, 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ! 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  tlieir  graves  may  be , 


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But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

Muryarel  Mackay. 


000  L-  M. 

SHRINKING  from  the  cold  hand  of  death, 
I  soon  shall  gather  up  my  feet ; 
Shall  i^oon  resign  this  Meeting  breath, 
And  die — my  father's  God  to  meet. 

2  Numbered  among  thy  people,  I 

Expect  with  joy  thy  face  to  see : 
Because  thou  didst  for  sinners  die, 
Jesus,  in  death  remember  me  ! 

3  O  that  without  a  ling'ring  groan 

I  may  the  welcome  word  receive ! 
Isly  ])ody  with  my  charge  lay  down, 
And  c;ease  at  once  to  work  and  live  ! 

4  Walk  with  me  through  the  dreadful  shade 

And,  certified  that  thou  art  mine. 
My  spirit,  calm  and  undismayed, 
I  shall  into  tliy  hands  resign. 

5  No  anxious  doubt,  no  guilty  gloom, 

Sliall  damp  whom  Jesus'  presence  cheers ; 
My  light,  my  life,  my  God  is  come. 
And  glory  in  his  face  appears ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


601  L  M 

WHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die? 
"What  tim'rons  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Deatli  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy. 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  Tlic  i)ains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

I'^right  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  0,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

^ly  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  g*ate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed  ! 


4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying-bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  1  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 
Isaac  M'utls. 


602  L.  M. 

HUW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  I)eam  the  closing  eyes! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  sununer  cloud  away : 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  ib^  load  the  spirit  flics; 
While  heaven  and  earth  condjine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! " 
A)t)ia  LaetUia  Barbauld. 


603  S.M.    D. 

A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seiu«ons  come ; 
And  we  shall  be  witli  those  that  rest, 

Asleep  within  the  tomb. 
A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

2  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 

And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 
Then,  O  my  T^rd,  jirepare 

]\Iy  soul  for  that  blest  day; 
O  wash  me  in  tliy  i)reciou8  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away ! 

Ilorutius  linnnv. 


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604  s.M. 

OTHOU  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die ; 
Wlio  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 

From  endless  misery ! 
Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe ; 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear ! 

2  Thou  art  thyself  the  way, 

Thyself  in  me  reveal ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
So  shall  I  love  my  God, 

Because  he  first  loved  me ; 

And  praise  thee  in  thy  bright  abode' 

To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 


60o 


5  6s.     Irregular. 

ONE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er : 
I'm  nearer  my  home  to-day 
Than  I  ever  have  been  before  ; 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

AVhere  the  many  mansions  be ; 
Nearer  the  great  white  throne. 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea ; 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  we  lay  our  burdens  down , 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross. 
Nearer  gaining  the  crown. 

4  But  the  Avaves  of  that  silent  sea, 

Roll  dark  before  my  sight, 

That  brightly  the  other  side 

Break  on  a  shore  of  light. 

5  O,  if  my  mortal  feet 

Plave  almost  gained  the  brink, 
If  it  be  I  am  nearer  home 
Even  to-day  than  I  think, — 


6  Father!  perfect  my  trust, 
Let  my  spirit  feel  in  death 
That  her  feet  are  firmly  set 
On  the  Rock  of  a  living  faith. 

Phache  Cary. 


606  c  M. 

THROUGH  sorrow's  night  and  danger's 
path. 
Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  foll'wers  of  our  suff''ring  Lord, 
Are  iiiarching  to  the  tomb. 

2  Yet  not  thus  hopeless,  in  the  grave, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

3  These  ashes,  too,  this  little  dust. 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep. 
Till  the  archangel's  trump  shall  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

4  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays. 
And  the  long-silent  voice  awake 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

Henry  Kirke  White. 


G' 


607  6s.     D. 

0  to  thy  rest,  fair  child ! 

Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
Gentle,  and  meek,  and  mild. 

With  blessings  on  thy  head. 
Fresh  roses  in  thy  hand, 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid, 
Haste  from  this  blighting  land, 

Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade. 

2  Before  thy  heart  could  learn 
In  waywardness  to  stray ; 
Before  thy  feet  could  turn 
The  dark  and  downward  wav ; 


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Ere  sin  could  wound  thy  breast, 
Or  sorrow  wake  the  tear; 

Rise  to  thy  iionie  of  rest. 
In  yon  celestial  sphere! 

3  Because  thy  smile  was  fair, 
Tliy  lip  and  eye  so  bright. 
Because  thy  cradle-care 

Was  such  a  fond  delight; 
Shall  love,  with  weak  embrace, 

Thy  heavenward  flight  detain? 
Ko,  angel !  seek  thy  place 
Amid  your  cherub  train. 

Lydia  Huntly  Sigourney. 


608  CM. 

THY  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 
With  transport  all  divine : 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word. 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  IMethinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  "I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 

"And  lay  them  in  my  breast: 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can't  dissolve  my  love : 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  femily  above." 

Samuel  Stennet. 


f>09  c  M 

WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  heart"  the  mournful  tribute  pay 
Which  pity  must  demand. 


2  AVhile  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth,  impressed 
AVith  awful  power— I  too  must  die — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast! 

3  Let  this  vain  world  delude  no  more  : 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb! 
It  bids  us  seize  tlie  present  liour, 
To-morrow  deutli  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

Let  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

Anne  Steele. 


010         .       c.  M. 

r  1 FE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, — 
1J    How  soon  the  vapor  flies ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
Tliat  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  Death  spreads  his  with'ring,  wintry  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more ; 
Ah  !  where  are  now  those  rising  charms 
Which  pleased  our  eyes  before  ? 

3  That  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  deati, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  : 
We  weep  our  earthly  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  our  joys. 

4  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

AVhen  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime. 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

Ann£  Steele. 


Oil  I    M 

THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweet><, 
And,  gay,  their  silken  leaves  unfold. 
As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 


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2  Nipped  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 

Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

Wlien  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows ; 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colors  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly-rolling  years, 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom. 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

€  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour. 

If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains : 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower. 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

Samuel  Wesley,  Jr. 


612  L.M. 

UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb. 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room. 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invades  thy  bounds ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept :  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed 
the  bed : 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ! 

Attend,  O  earth,. his  sovereign  word  : 


Restore  thy  trust :  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

Isaac  Watt». 


613 


7s. 


H 


ARK !  a  voice  divides  the  sky, 
Happy  are  the  faithful  dead ! 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die. 
They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed. 


2  Them  the  Spirit  hath  declared 

Blest,  unutterably  blest; 
Jesus  is  their  great  reward, 
Jesus  is  their  endless  rest. 

3  Followed  by  their  works,  they  go 

Where  their  Head  has  gone  before ; 
Reconciled  by  grace  below, 
Grace  had  opened  mercy's  door. 

4  Justified  through  faith  alone. 

Here  they  knew  their  sins  forgiven  ; 
Here  they  laid  their  burden  down. 
Hallowed,  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 
Charles  Wesley. 


614  c.  M. 

HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  pro- 
claims 
For  all  the  pious  dead ! 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blest ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  suff"'rings  and  from  sins  released. 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife. 

They're  present  with  the  Lord  : 

The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 

End  in  a  large  reward. 

Isaac  Watts. 


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615  c  M 

CiAOI  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 
/    Fiiir  spirit,  rest  thee  now  I 
E'l'n  while  witli,us  tliy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2  Dust,  to  thy  narrow  house  beneath  ! 

Soul,  to  tliy  j)laee  on  high  ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death. 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

3  Lone  are  the  i>atlis,  and  sad  tlie  bowers, 

AVhence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone ; 
But  O,  a  brigliter  home  than  ouiv, 
In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 

FvUcia  Dorothea  Jlcmans. 


616  c  M 

WHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 
When  God  recalls  his  own, 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  W'oe 
For  an  immortal  crow'n  ? 
Sf  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 
"Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done. 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won. 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cea«e  to  flow ; 

God  has  recalled  his  own  ; 
But  let  our  heart",  in  every  woe, 
Still  say,  "Thy  will  l)e  done." 

William  Jliley  Bathurst. 


617  6,  6,  8,  G,  8,  8. 

FRIEND  after  friend  departs : 
Who  has  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts, 

That  finds  not  here  an  end  : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest. 
Living    r  dying  none  were  Idlest. 


2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  this  vale  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath. 
Nor  life's  affections,  transient  fire. 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  abo\e, 

Where  parting  is  unknown, 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  : 
An<l  fiiith  beholds  the  dying  here, 
Translated  to  that  happier  sphere. 

4  Thus  stiu-  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  passed  away. 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shine.s 

To  pure  and  perfect  day  ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  emi)ty  night. 
But   hide   themselves    in    heaven's    own 
light. 


James  Montgomery . 


618 


C.  M. 


W 


HY  do  we  mourn  departing  frient 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  l)ut  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 


2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow 
To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay. 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest. 

And  softened  every  bed: 
AVlicrc  should  the  dying  members  rest. 
But  witli  their  dying  Head? 


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5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  risking  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise : 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground ; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies ! 

Isaac  Watts. 


619 


S.  M. 


A  ND  must  this  body  die. 


This  well- wrought  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  VLiy  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  ever  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Be  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe. 

Lord,  to  thy  dying  love: 
O  may  we  bless  thy  grace  below, 
And  sing  thy  grace  above ! 

Isaac  Watts. 


620  13, 11. 

THOU  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will 
not  deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encom- 
pass the  tomb; 
13 


Thy  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals 
before  thee. 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide 
through  the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  v/e  no  longer 

behold  thee. 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world 

by  thy  sicte ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  sjiread  to 

enfold  thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope  since  the  Sinless 

hath  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  and,  its  man- 

sions forsaking. 

Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  fear  lin- 
gered long ; 
But  the  mild  rays  of  paradise  beamed  on 
thy  waking. 

And  the  sound  which  thou  heardst  wag 
the  seraphim's  song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will 

not  deplore  thee, 
Whose  God  was  thy  ransom,  thj'  guard- 
ian, thy  guide ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will 
restore  thee ; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  for  the  Saviour 
has  died.  Reginald  Heber^ 


621  7s. 

LO !  the  pris'ner  is  released, 
Lightened  of  her  fleshly  load  r 
AVhere  the  weary  are  at  rest, 
She  is  gathered  into  God ! 

2  Lo !  the  pain  of  life  is  past, 
All  her  warfare  now  is  o'er ; 
Death  and  hell  behind  are  cast, 
Grief  and  suflering  are  no  more. 


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8  Yes,  the  Clnistian's  coui^e  is  run, 
Ended  is  the  glorious  strife ; 
Fought  tlie  fight,  the  work  is  done, 
Death  is  swallowed  up  of  life ! 

4  Borne  by  angels  on  their  w'ings, 
Far  from  earth  the  spirit  flies. 
Finds  her  God,  and  sits,  and  sings. 
Triumphing  in  i)aradise. 

Charles  Wesley. 


622  8« 

REJOICE  for  a  brother  deceased ; 
Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  released, 

And  freed  from  his  bodily  chain : 
With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  spirit  above ; 
Escaped  to  the  mansions  of  light. 
And  lodged  in  tlie  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gained, 
Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind ; 
His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtiiined, 

And  left  his  companions  behind, 
Still  tossed  on  a  sea  of  distress. 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
•       Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 
And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

S  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 

Who  sailed  with  the  Saviour  beneath 
With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  sorrow  and  death: 
The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end. 

The  mortal  affliction  is  past; 
The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend 

For  ever  and  ever  shall  last. 

Charles  Wesley. 


AVe  would,  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say,  "Tliy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken ; 

Though  attiicted,  n(jt  alone : 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  luust  taken ; 
Blessed  Lord,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Though  to-day  we're  filled  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne ; 
AVith  thy  smiles  of  love  returning. 
We  can  sing,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  By  thy  hands  the  l)oon  was  given ; 

Thou  hast  taken  but  thine  own 

Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven. 

Evermore,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

Thomas  Hastings. 


624  L.  M. 

Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dead, 
Go  to  thy  longed  for,  happy  home ! 
The  tears  of  man  are  o'er  thee  shed ; 
The  voice  of  angels  bids  thee  come. 

2  If  life  be  not  in  length  of  days,  , 

In  silvered  locks  and  furrowed  brow, 
But  living  to  the  Saviour's  praise, 
How  few  have  lived  so  long  as  thou  ? 

3  Though  earth  may  boa.st  one  gem  the  less, 

May  not  e'en  heaven  the  richer  be  ? 
And  myriads  on  thy  footsteps  press, 
To  share  thy  blest  eternity. 

Author  Unknown. 


623  « 7 

JESUS,  Avhile  our  hearts  are  bleeding 
O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 


625  C.  M. 

WHAT  though  the  arm  of  conqii'ring  death 
Does  God's  own  house  invade? 
What  though  the  ]irophet  and  the  priest 
Be  numbered  with  the  dead? 
2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 
The  aged  and  the  young, 
The  watchful  eye,  in  darkness  closed, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue : 


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3  Th'  Eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

4  "  Lo!  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  My  church  shall  safe  abide  : 

For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 

Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 

6  Through  every  scene  of  life  and  death. 
This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song. 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


626  los. 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power ! 
A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time : — 
The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's 
hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease ; 
Rest  on  thy  sheaves ;  thy  harvest-task  is 

done. 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace. 
Soldier,  go  home ;  with  thee  the  fight  is 
won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave ;  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 

In   death's   embrace,  ere  he  arose  on 
high; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  grave : — no !  take  thy  seat  above, 

Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  per- 
fect love. 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 

James  Montgomery . 


627  s.  M. 

IT  is  not  death  to  die, — 
To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'mid  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  in  glorious  repose 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 

Aside  this  sinful  dust. 
And  rise,  on  strong  exulting  wing. 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life. 

Thy  chosen  cannot  die ! 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife. 

To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 
Ccesar  H.  A .  Malan,    Tr.  by  G.  W.  Belhune, 


628  s.  M. 

REST  for  the  toiling  hand. 
Rest  for  the  anxious  brow. 
Rest  for  the  weary,  way-sore  feet, 
Rest  from  all  labor  now. 

2  Rest  for  the  fevered  brain, 

Rest  for  the  throbbing  eye ; 
Through  these  parched  lips  of  thine  no 
more 
Shall  pass  the  moan  or  sigh. 

3  Soon  shall  the  trump  of  God 

Give  out  the  welcome  sound. 
That  shakes  thy  silent  chamber-walls. 
And  breaks  the  turf-sealed  ground. 


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4  Ye  dwellers  in  the  dust, 

Awake!  come  forth  and  sing! 
Sharp  hixs!  your  frost  of  winter  been, 
But  bright  shall  be  your  spring. 

5  'Twas  sown  in  weakness  here  ; 

'Twill  then  be  raised  in  power: 
Tluit  which  was  sown  an  earthly  seed, 
tSliall  rise  a  heavenly  flower. 

Horuliux  linnar. 

629  8s,  7s,  ct  4s. 

DAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
Hark!  the  trumpet's  awful  sound! 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ! 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  1 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing. 
Then  shall  say,  "This  God  is  mine:" 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine  ! 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken. 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  voice,  prepare  to  flee : 

Careless  sinner. 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed. 

Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed ; 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

Johyi  Newton. 


630  8,  8,  8,  4. 

THERE  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 
A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found. 
They  softly  lie,  and  sweetly  sleep, 
Low  in  the  ground. 


2  The  storm  that  wrecks  the  winter  sky 

No  more  disturbs  their  deep  repose. 
Than  summer  evening's  latest  sigh, 
That  shuts  the  rose. 

3  I  soon  shall  lay  this  jiainful  head. 

And  aching  heart  beneath  the  soil; 
And  slumber  in  that  dreamless  bed 
From  all  my  toil. 

4  There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 

A  rest  for  weary  ])ilgrims  found ; 
But,  though  the  mohl'ring  ashes  sleep, 
Low  in  the  ground, — 

5  The  soul,  of  origin  divine, 

God's  glorious  image  freed  from  clay, 

In  heaven's  eternal  sphere  shall  shine, 

A  star  of  day. 

James  Montgomery . 


631  S.M.    D. 

''  "nOREVER  with  the  Lord  ! " 
x.    Amen,  so  let  it  be ! 
Life  from  tlie  dead  is  in  that  word, 

'Tis  immorti\lity. 
Here  in  the  body  pent. 

Absent  from  him  I  roam. 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

2  "  Forever  with  the  Lord ! " 

Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word, 

E'en  hero  tf>  me  fulfill. 
So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain. 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  g-ain. 

3  Knowing  as  I  am  known. 

How  shall  I  love  that  word. 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 
"  Forever  with  the  Ltird  !  " 


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"  Forever  with  the  Lord ! " 

Amen,  so  let  it  be ! 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 

'Tis  immortality. 

James  Montgomery . 


632  s.  M.  D. 

SERVANT  of  God,  well  done! 
Thy  glorious  warfare's  past ; 
The  battle's  fought,  the  race  is  won. 

And  thou  art  crowned  at  last : 
Of  all  thy  heart's  desire 

Triumphantly  possessed; 
Lodged  by  the  ministerial  choir 
In  thy  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  condescending  love, 

Thy  ceaseless  prayer  he  heard ; 
And  bade  thee  suddenly  remove 

To  thy  oomj>lete  reward. 
With  saints  enthroned  on  high, 

Tiiou  dost  thy  Lord  proclaim. 
And  still  to  God  salvation  cry. 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb ! 

3  O  happy,  happy  soul ! 

In  ecstasies  of  praise, 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

Thou  seest  thy  Saviour's  face. 
Redeemed  from  earth  and  pain, 

Ah !  when  shall  we  ascend, 
And  all  in  Jesus'  presence  reign 

With  our  translated  friend  ? 

Charles  Wesley. 


HS  &  lOs, 


633 

HARK,  hark,  my  soul!  angelic  songs  are 
swelling 
O'er    earth's  green    fields   and  ocean's 
wave-beat  shore : 
How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains 
are  telling 


Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no 
more! 
Angels  of  Jesus,  angels  of  light. 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of 
the  night! 

2  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we   hear   them 

singing, 
"  Come,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you 
come ; " 
And  through  the  dark,  its  echoes  sweetly 
ringing, 
The  music  of  the  gospel  leads  us  home. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  &c. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and 
sea, 
And  laden  souls   by  thousands,  meekly 
stealing. 
Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  vi'eary  steps 
to  thee. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  &c. 

4  Rest  comes  at  length,  though  life  be  long 

and  dreary; 
The   day   must    dawn,   and    darksome 
night  be  past; 
All  journeys  end  in  welcome  to  the  weary, 
And  heaven,  the  heart's  true  home,  will 
come  at  last. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  &c. 

5  Angels,  sing    on!    your    faithful  watches 

keeping ; 
Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs 
above ; 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of 
weeping. 
And  life's  long  shadows  break  in  cloud- 
less love. 

Angels  of  Jesus,  &c. 

Frederick  William  Faber, 


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634  L  M 

SHALL  man,  0  God  of  light  and  life, 
Forever  niolder  in  the  grave  ? 
Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save? 

2  In  those  dark,  silent  realms  of  night, 

Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise? 
No  future  morning  light  the  tomh, 
Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  fears : 

"When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness 

sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And   heaven  with  praise  and   wonder 

rang. 

4  Faith  sees  the  T)right,  eternal  doors 

Unfold,  to  make  his  children  way; 
They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

Timothy  Dwiglit. 


035  c.  M. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 
'Tis  found  above,  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear ;  'tis  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye. 

To  brighter  prospei-ts  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  l)y. 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly. 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom. 

And  joys  su])reme  are  given  ; 


There  rays  divine  disj)erse  the  gloom : 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

Williatii  Jiinyhum  Tappan. 


636 


s.  :\L 


WE  know,  by  faith  we  know, 
If  this  vile  house  of  clay, 
This  tiibernacle,  sink  below, 
In  ruinous  decay, 

2  We  have  a  house  above. 

Not  made  with  mortiil  hands : 
And  firm  as  our  Redeemer's  love 
That  heavenly  fabric  stands. 

3  It  stands  securely  high, 

Indissolubly  sure; 
Our  glorious  mansion  in  the  sky 
Shall  evermore  endure. 

4  0  let  us  put  on  thee 

In  perfect  holiness! 
And  rise  prepared  thy  ftxce  to  see. 
Thy  bright,  unclouded  face. 

5  Thy  grace  with  glory  crown. 

Who  hast  the  earnest  given  ; 
And  then  triumi)hantly  come  down. 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


637  c.  M. 

GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise, 
AVithin  the  veil,  and  see 
Tlie  saint«  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  I  ask  thom  whence  their  vict'ry  came: 
They,  with  unit<d  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 


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3  Tliey  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 

His  zeal  insi^ired  their  breast ; 
And,  foU'wing  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  tlie  promised  rest. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  Iiis  own  pattern  given  ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

Isaac  Watts. 


638  L.  M. 

WHAT  sinners  value,  I  resign; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine : 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show; 
But  the  bright  Avorld  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere : 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  O  glorious  hour  !  0  blest  abode ! 

I  shall  be  near,  and  like,  my  God ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise. 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Isaac  Watts. 


639  L  M 

THERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright,  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glories  fraught. 

2  A  land  upon  wliose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more. 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 


3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

AVith  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 

Gurdon  Robins. 


640  c.  M. 

PURE  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 
And  all  the  region  peace ; 
No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

2  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 
Pollution,  sin,  and  shame ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  WMts, 


641  7s.    D. 

WHAT  are  these  arrayed  in  white, 
Brighter  than  the  noon-day  sun* 
Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light, 
Nearest  the  eternal  throne  ? 
These  are  they  tliat  bore  the  cross, ; 

Nobly  for  their  Master  stood; 
SuflT'rers  in  his  righteous  cause, 
Foll'wers  of  the  dying  God. 

2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came, 

Washed  their  robes  by  faith  below 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 

Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow ; 
Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne, 

Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night : 
God  resides  among  his  own, 

God  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 


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3  More  than  conquerors  at  last, 

Here  they  lind  tlieir  trials  o'er; 
They  have  all  their  sun''rings  passed, 

Hunger  now  ami  thirst  no  more: 
No  excessive  heat  they  feel 

From  the  sun's  directer  ray ; 
In  a  milder  clime  they  dwell, 

Region  of  eternal  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 

642  8s.    D. 

AAVAY  with  our  .sorrow  and  fear! 
We  soon  shall  recover  our  home; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear; 

The  day  of  eternity  come. 
From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 

And  mount  to  our  native  ahode ; 
The  house  of  our  Father  above, 
The  palace  of  angels  and  God. 

2  Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end, 

AVhen,  laised  by  the  life-giving  word, 
We  see  the  new  city  descend, 

Adorned  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord : 
The  city  so  holy  and  clean, 

No  sorrow  can  breathe  in  the  air ; 
No  gloom  or  afHiction  or  sin, 

No  shadow  of  evil,  is  there! 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 

That  lovely  Jerusalem  here; 
Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold, 

A3  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear: 
Immova1)ly  founded  in  grace, 

She  stands  as  she  ever  hath  stood. 
And  brightly  her  builder  displays, 

And  flames  with  the  glory  of  God. 
Charles  Wesley. 

043  8s.    D. 

I  LONG  to  behold  him  arrayed 
"With  glory  and  light  from  above; 
The  King  in  his  beauty  disi)layed. 
His  beauty  of  holiest  love: 


I  languish  and  bigli  to  be  there, 
AVhere  Jesus  hath  fixed  his  abode : 

O  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air. 
And  fly  to  the  niountiun  of  God! 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  shall  stand, 
For  Jesus  hath  spoken  the  word; 
The  breadth  of  Immanuel's  land 

Survey  l)y  the  light  of  my  Lord  ; 
But  when,  on  thy  bosom  reclined. 

Thy  face  I  am  strengthened  to  see. 
My  fullness  of  rapture  I  find, 
My  heaven  of  heavens,  in  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 


044  C.  M.    D. 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven : 
A  country  far  from  mortid  sight; 

Yet,  O !  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

2  A  stranger  in  the  world  below, 

I  calmly  sojourn  here ; 
Nor  can  its  happiness  or  woe 

Provoke  my  hope  or  fear: 
Its  evils  in  a  moment  end. 

Its  joys  as  soon  are  past ; 
But  O!  the  bliss  to  which  I  tend 

Eternally  shall  last. 

3  To  that  Jerusalem  above 

AVith  singing  I  repair, 
Wiiile  in  the  flesh,  my  hope  and  love, 

My  heart  and  soul  are  there  : 
There  my  exjdted  Saviour  stands, 

]My  merciful  High  Priest, 
And  still  extends  his  wounded  hands, 

To  take  me  to  hia  breast. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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645  c.  M.  D. 

OWHAT  a  blessed  hope  is  ours ! 
While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 

And  antedate  that  day : 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 
Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

2  0  would  lie  more  of  heaven  bestow ! 

And  let  tlie  vessels  break. 
And  let  our  ransomed  spirits  go. 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek ; 
In  rapt'rous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me. 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace. 

To  all  eternity !  Charles  Wesley. 


A' 


646  c.  M.  D. 

ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  droop  or  die  : 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high — 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest, 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants. 

In  my  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 
I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 

And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain : 

I  suffer  out  my  threescore  years, 
Till  my  Deliv'rer  come, 

And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  are  all  my  suff 'rings  here, 
If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 


With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away, 
I  come  to  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 


647  11^- 

I  WOULD  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way ; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us 

here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for 
its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  :  no — welcome  the 

tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 

gloom : 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me 

arise. 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the 

skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from 

his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns: 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 

meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to 

greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly 

roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of 

the  soul ! 

Williain  A  ugustus  Muhlenberg. 


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648  c.  M. 

0  MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem  ! 
When  shall  I  eoine  to  tliee? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  0  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints, 

0  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 
In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 
Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  dimming  cloud  o'ershadows  thee, 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun, 
For  God  himself  gives  light. 

4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square ; 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl : 
0  God,  if  I  were  there  ! 

5  Right  through  thy  streets  with  pleasing 

sound 
The  flood  of  life  dotli  flow. 
And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side, 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

6  Those  trees    each   month    yield    ripened 

fruit ; 
Tor  evermore  they  spring; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
To  thee  their  honors  bring. 

7  O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem  ! 

AVhen  sliall  I  come  to  thee? 
AVhen  shall  mj^  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  sec  ? 

Francis  Baker.    Alt.  by  David  Dickson. 


649  c  M 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home  ! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end. 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 


2  Wlien  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built 

walls 
And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong. 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend. 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up. 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom. 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blessed  seats!   through  rude  and  stormy 
scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

6  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

7  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 
Then  sliall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

Francis  Baker.     Alt.  by  Jaines  Boden. 


650  CM.    D. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortil  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain  : 
Tlicre  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-with'ring  flowers ; 
Peath,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

2  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood. 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green ; 


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So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 

Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Isaac  Waits. 


651  c.  M. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  hanks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  0  the  transporting,  rapt'rous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rocks,  and   hills,  and  brooks,  and 
vales. 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God,  the  Sun,  forever  reigns. 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  nor  pois'nous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healtliful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay ! 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll. 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

Samuel  Stennett. 


652  7s,  6s.    D 

JERUSALEM  the  golden, 
?J     With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed : 
I  know  not,  0  I  know  not 

What  social  joys  are  there; 
What  radiancy  of  glory. 
What  light  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng : 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David  ; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph. 

The  song  of  them  that  feast ; 
And  they  who,  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

4  O  sweet  and  blessed  country. 

The  home  of  God's  elect ! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 
Bernard  of  Cluny.    Tr.  by  J.  M.  Neale, 


653  7s,  6s.    D. 

THERE  is  a  land  immortal. 
The  beautiful  of  lands ; 
Beside  its  ancient  portal 
A  silent  sentrj'-  stands ; 


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He  only  can  undo  it, 

And  open  wide  the  door; 
And  mortidri  who  i)uss  through  it, 

Are  mortiU  nevermore. 

2  Though  dark  and  drear  the  passage 

That  leadeth  to  the  gate, 
Yet  grace  utteiuls  the  message, 

To  souls  that  watoh  and  wait : 
And  at  the  time  api)ointed 

A  messenger  comes  down, 
And  guides  tlie  Lord's  anointed 

From  cross  to  glory's  crown. 

3  Their  sighs  are  lost  in  singing, 

They're  blessed  in  their  tears ; 
Their  journey  heavenward  winging. 

They  leave  on  earth  their  fears : 
Death  like  an  angel  seemeth  ; 

"'  We  welcome  thee,"  they  cry ; 
Their  face  with  glory  beameth — 

'Tis  life  for  them  to  die ! 

Thomas  MacKellar. 


654  7s,0.s.    D. 

BRIEF  life  is  here  our  portion ; 
Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care; 
The  life  that  knows  no  ending, 

The  tearless  life,  is  there. 
O  happy  retribution ! 

Short  toil,  eternal  rest ; 
For  mortals  and  for  sinners 
A  mansion  with  the  blest! 

2  And  there  is  David's  fountain, 

And  life  in  fullest  glow; 
And  there  tlie  light  is  golden. 

And  milk  and  honey  flow  ; 
The  liudit  that  hath  no  evening, 

The  health  that  hath  no  sore, 
The  life  that  hath  no  ending, 

But  lasteth  evermore. 


3  And  now  wc  fight  the  battle. 

But  then  shall  wear  the  crown 
Of  full  and  everla-^^ting 

And  passionless  renown. 
B\it  he  whom  now  we  trust  in 

Shall  then  l)e  seen  and  known; 
And  they  that  know  and  see  him 

Shall  have  him  for  their  own. 

4  The  morning  shall  awaken. 

The  shadows  shall  decay, 
And  each  true-hearted  servant 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  day. 
There  God,  our  King  and  Portion, 

In  fullness  of  his  grace. 
Shall  we  behold  forever. 

And  woi-ship  face  to  face. 
Bernard  of  Vluny.    Tr.  by  J.  M.  Neale. 


655  s.  M.  D. 

< '  O  ERVANT  of  God,  well  done ! 
O  Rest  from  thy  loved  emi^loy, 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won, 

Enter  thy  Master's  joy." 
The  voice  at  midnight  came ; 

He  started  uji  to  hear ; 
A  mortivl  arrow  pierced  his  frame; 

He  fell, — but  felt  no  fear. 

2  Tranquil  amid  alarms. 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  vet'ran,  slumb'ring  on  his  arms, 

Beneath  his  red -cross  shield. 
His  sword  was  in  his  hand, 

Still  warm  with  recent  fight. 
Ready  that  moment  at  command. 

Through  rock  and  steel  to  smite. 

3  It  was  a  two-edged  blade, 

Of  lieavenly  temper  keen  : 
And  do>ibIe  were  the  wounds  it  made, 
Where'er  it  glanced  between. 


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'Twas  death  to  sin, — 'twas  life 
To  all  who  mourned  for  sin ; 

It  kindled  and  it  silenced  strife, 
Made  war  and  peace  within. 

4  Oft  with  its  fiery  force 

His  arm  had  quelled  the  foe, 
And  laid,  resistless  in  his  course, 

The  alien-armies  low. 
Bent  on  such  glorious  toils, 

The  world  to  him  was  loss, 
Yet  all  liis  trophies,  all  his  spoils. 

He  hung  upon  the  cross. 

5  At  midnight  came  the  cry, 

"  To  meet  thy  God  prepare! " 


He  woke, — and  caught  his  Captain's  eye, 
Then,  strong  in  faith  and  prayer. 

His  spirit,  with  a  bound. 
Left  its  encumb'ring  clay ; 

His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  tlie  ground 
A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

6  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 

His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 
Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done! 
Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Eest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

James  Montgomery. 


sectio:n^  IX. 

SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

1.    MISSIONS. 


656  c.  M. 

GREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  O  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around. 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  livine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

Tliomas  Gibbons. 

657  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

WHO  but  thou,  almighty  Spirit, 
Can  the  heathen  world  reclaim? 
Men  may  preach,  but  till  thou  favor. 
Heathens  will  be  still  the  same : 

Mighty  Spirit ! 
Witness  to  the  Saviour's  name. 
2  Thou  hast  promised  by  thy  prophets 
Glorious  light  in  latter  days : 
(206) 


Come,  and  bless  bewildered  nations, 
Change  our  prayers  and  teaxs  to  praise ; 

Promised  Spirit! 
Round  the  world  difliise  tliy  lays. 

3  All  our  hopes,  and  prayers,  and  labors 
Must  be  vain  without  thine  aid: 
But  thou  wilt  not  disappoint  us, 
All  is  true  that  thou  hast  said : 

Faithful  Spirit! 
O'er  the  world  thine  influence  shed. 

Author  Unknown. 


658  L.  M. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  For  him  shall  endless  ])rayer  Ixj  made. 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 


MISSIONS. 


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4  People  and  realms,  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song. 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

5  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest. 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blessed. 
Isaac  Watts. 


659  L  M. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  tlie  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Isaac  Watts. 


H 


660  7s&6s.    D. 

AIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son! 

Hail,  in  the  time  appointed. 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 

He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong : 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy. 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong : 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light. 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying. 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 


3  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 
Upon  the  fruitful  earth. 
And  love,  joy,  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth : 
Before  him  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace  the  lierald  go ; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 
From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

James  Montgomery . 


661  c.  M. 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 
Exalt  thy  fallen  head  ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust ; 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake !  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge. 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  south,  "Give  up  thy  charge," 
And,  "  Keep  not  back,  O  north." 

4  They  come!    they  come!  —  thine   exiled 

bands, 
Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn. 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return. 
And  everlasting  joy. 

James  Montgomery . 


662  s  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God  of  love. 
Set  up  th'  attracting  sign. 
And  summon  whom  thou  dost  approve 
For  messengers  divine. 


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.SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


2  From  Abrah'in's  favored  seed 

Thy  new  apostles  choose, 
In  isles  and  conthients  to  spread 
The  dead-reviving  news. 

3  O  send  thy  servants  forth, 

To  call  the  Hebrews  home! 
From    East,  and  AVest,  and  South,  and 
North, 
Let  all  the  wand'rers  come. 

4  With  Israel's  myriads  sealed, 

Let  all  the  nations  meet, 

And  show  the  mystery  fulfilled, 

The  family  complete ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


663  s  M. 

LORD,  if  at  thy  command 
The  word  of  life  we  sow, 
Watered  l)y  tliy  almighty  hand. 
The  seed  shall  surely  grow. 

2  The  virtue  of  thy  grace 

A  large  increase  shall  give, 
And  multiply  the  faithful  race, 
AVho  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Kow,  then,  the  ceaseless  shower 

Of  gospel  blessings  send, 
And  let  the  soul-converting  power 
Thy  ministers  attend. 

4  On  multitudes  confer 

The  heart-renewing  love. 
And  by  the  joy  of  grace  prepare 
For  fuller  joys  above. 

CTiarlea  Wesley. 

664  I-  p-  M. 

LORD  over  all,  if  thou  ha.st  made. 
Hast  ransomed  every  eoul  of  man. 
Why  is  the  grace  so  long  delayed  ? 
Why  unfulfilled  the  saving  plan? 


The  bliss  for  Adam's  race  designed, 
Wlien  will  it  reach  to  ail  mankind? 
2  As  lightning  launched  from  east  to  west. 
The  coming  of  thy  kingdom  be  ; 
To  thoe,  by  angel-liost«  confessed, 
Bow  every  soul  and  every  knee : 
Thy  glory  let  all  flesh  beliold  ! 
And  then  fill  up  thy  heavenly  fold. 

C?iarles  Wesley. 

665  7s.  Gs.     D. 

THE  morning  liglit  is  breaking; 
The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  j)enitential  tears ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar. 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 
Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thine  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Kor  in  thy  richness  stay : 
Stiiy  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumi)hant  reach  their  home  : 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "  The  Lord  is  come  !" 

Samuel  Francis  Smith. 


666  7s 

HASTEN,  I>ord,  the  glorious  time. 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway. 
Every  nation,  every  dime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey- 


MISSIONS. 


209 


2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own ; 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore ; 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease  ; 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain ; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord  ; 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record, 
All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

Harriet  Auber. 

667  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness. 
Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze  ; 
All  the  promises  do  travail 
With  a  glorious  day  of  grace  ; 

Blessed  jubilee. 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn ! 

2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them.  Lord,  the  glorious  light ; 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ; 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
May  thj'^  lasting,  wide  dominions, 
Multiply,  and  still  increase ; 

Sway  thy  scepter, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

William  Williams. 


668  L.  M. 

ASSEMBLED  at  thy  great  command, 
Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  stand ; 
The  voice  that  marshaled  every  star 
Has  called  the  people  from  afar. 
14 


2  We  ineet  through  distant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Along  the  line — to  either  pole — 

The  anthem  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  Our  prayers  assist ;  accept  our  praise ; 
Our  hopes  revive  ;  our  courage  raise ; 
Our  counsels  aid  ;  to  each  impart 
The  single  eye,'the  faithful  heart. 

4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come ; 
Recall  the  wand'ring  spirits  home : 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 

William  Bengo  Collyer. 


669  c  M 

THE  nations  call !  from  sea  to  sea 
Extends  the  thrilling  cry, 
"  Come  over.  Christians,  if  there  be, 
And  help  us,  ere  we  die." 

2  Our  hearts,  O  Lord,  the  summons  feel ; 

Let  hand  with  heart  combine. 
And  answer  to  the  world's  appeal 
By  giving  "  that  is  thine." 

3  Say  to  thy  gifted  servants,  "  Speed  ! 

Behold  the  world  your  field ; " 
Say  to  the  gold,  "  The  Lord  hath  need," 
Till  hoarded  treasures  yield, 

4  Say  to  the  slumb'ring  soul,  "Awake  I 

Ere  wanes  thy  noon  away ; 
Lo !  soon  I  come  th'  account  to  take,. 
Ye  stewards  of  a  day." 

5  Saviour,  forgive ;  ashamed  we  lie ; 

Thy  gracious  will  we  know : 
Behold,  while  we  delay,  they  die! 
Bid,  bid  us  send,  or  go. 

Anne  Gilbert. 


670  7,  6,7,  6.    D. 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains. 
From  India's  coral  strand ; 


210 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


"Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Eoll  down  theii-  golden  siind ; 

l>oni  manj'  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  iialmy  plain, 

They  call  us  to  dt'liver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  thouirh  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  i)rospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 

"With  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation !  O  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  ^Messiah's  name. 

4  "Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll. 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole : 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Kedeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

Jieginald  Jlcber. 


671  '«•  ^- 

HARK!  the  song  of  jubilee, 
Tx)ud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea, 

"When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore ; 
Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 
God  omnipotent,  shall  reign ; 


ILdlelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah !  hark !  the  sound 

From  the  dei)th8  unto  the  skies 
"Wakes  above,  beneath,  around. 

All  creation's  harmonies : 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furled. 

Sheathed    his    sword:    he  speaks:    'tis 
done ; 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

8  He  shall  reign  from  i)ole  to  pole. 

With  illimitiible  sway : 
He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away ! 
Then  the  end — beneath  his  rod 

IMan's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 
ILdlelujah !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  ^vll  in  all. 

James  Montgomi-ry. 


672  7s.    D. 

Go,  ye  messengers  of  God  ! 
Like  the  beams  of  morning  fly  ! 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod, 

AVave  the  banner-cross  on  high ! 
Where  th'  aspirant  minaret 

Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 
AVave  it  till  the  crescent  set. 
And  the  "  Star  of  Jacob  "  rise. 

2  Go  !  to  many  a  tropic  isle 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep. 
Where  the  skies  for  ever  smile 

And  th'  oppressed  for  ever  weep  ! 
O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven  ; 
Chase  away  the  fiend  despair. 

Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven ! 


MISSIONS. 


211 


3  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 
Open  on  the  pahny  East, 
Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display, 

Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast : 
Circumnavigate  the  ball, 

Visit  every  soil  and  sea : 
Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all — 
Jesus'  love  is  full  and  free. 

Joshua  Marsden. 


673  11, 10. 

HAIL  to   the   brightness  of  Zion's  glad 
morning ! 
Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have 
lain! 
Hushed  be   the  accents   of  sorrow   and 
mourning ; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morn- 

inc 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold ; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  return- 
ing; 

Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  be- 
hold. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  spring- 

ing; 
Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are 
ringing ; 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure,  and  mingle  in 
song, 

4  See,  from  all  lands,  from  the  isles  of  the 

ocean, 
Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commo- 
tion; 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 
Thomas  Hastings. 


674  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands : 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning ; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end : 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past ; 

God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 

Victory  is  thine  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 

End  in  everlasting  rest. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


675  c.  M. 

BEHOLD,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 
In  latter  days  shall  rise 
Above  the  mountains  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow : 
"Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"And  to  his  house,  we'll  go." 

3  The  beam  that  shines  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land : 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 


212 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


4  Among  the  nations  lie  shall  judge ; 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide; 
His  scepter  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  quell  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  strife  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years ; 
To  plowshares  men  nhall  l)eat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

6  No  longer  hosts  encount'ring  hosts 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore ; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall. 
And  study  war  no  more. 

7  Come  then,  O  house  of  Jacob!  come 

To  worship  at  his  shrine ; 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

Michael  Bruce. 


676  6s  &  4s. 

THOU,  w'hose  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 
And  took  their  flight; 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And  where  the  gospel  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 
"  Let  there  be  light." 

2  Thou,  who  didst  come  to  bring 
On  thy  redeeming  wing, 

Healing  and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind  ; 
O  now,  to  all  mankind, 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love. 
Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  thy  flight; 
Move  o'er  the  waters'  face 
By  thine  almighty  grace ; 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place, 

"  Let  tliere  be  light" 


John  Marriott. 


677  8s,  7s.    D. 

PRAISE  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above ; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations. 

His  divine,  vict^)rious  love : 
Be  his  kingdom  now  jiromoted. 

Let  the  earth  her  monarch  know ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe.' 

2  See  how  beauteous  on  the  mountivins 

Are  their  feet,  whose  grand  design 
Is  to  guide  us  to  the  fountiins 

That  o'erflow  with  bliss  divine — 
Who  proclaim  th(!  joyful  tidings 

Of  salvation  all  around, 
Disregard  the  world's  deridings, 

And  in  works  of  love  abound. 

3  With  my  substance  I  w-ill  honor 

My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord ; 
Were  Uni  tliousand  worlds  my  manor. 

All  wore  nothing  to  his  word : 
AVhile  the  heralds  of  salvation 

His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends,  of  every  station. 

Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

Benjamin  Francis. 


678  7s.    D. 

WATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night. 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Trav'ller,  o'er  yon  mountiiin's  height. 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Trav'ller,  yes ;  it  brings  the  day. 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 
2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night; 
Higher  yet  that  stiir  ascends. 
Trav'ller,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 


THE    BIBLE. 


213 


Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 
Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 

Trav'Uer,  ages  are  its  own, 
See !  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Trav'Uer,  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  -wand'rings  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Trav'Uer,  lo !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 

John  Bowring. 


679  7s.    D. 

SEE  how  great  a  flame  aspires, 
Kindled  by  a  spark  of  gi-ace! 
Jesus'  love  the  nations  fires. 

Sets  the  kingdoms  on  a  blaze. 

To  bring  fire  on  earth  he  came ; 

Kindled  in  some  hearts  it  is : 

O  that  all  might  catch  the  flame. 

All  partake  the  glorious  bliss ! 


2  When  he  first  the  work  begun, 

Small  and  feeble  was  his  day: 
Now  the  word  doth  swiftly  run. 

Now  it  wins  its  widening  way: 
More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows. 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail ; 
Sin's  strongholds  it  now  o'erthrows, 

Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

3  Sons  of  God,  your  Saviour  praise ! 

He  the  door  hath  opened  wide ; 
He  hath  given  the  word  of  grace, 

Jesus'  word  is  glorified; 
Jesus,  mighty  to  redeem, 

He  alone  the  work  hath  wrought ; 
Worthy  is  the  work  of  Him, 

Him  who  spake  a  world  from  naught. 

4  Saw  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 

Little  as  a  human  hand  ? 
Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 

Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  land : 
Lo !  the  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  above; 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 

All  the  Spirit  of  his  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


2.  THE  BIBLE. 


680  L.  M. 

THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light. 

And  night  and  day,  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 


So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest. 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise ! 

Bless   the   dark   world  with  heavenly 
light : 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 
Isaac  Waits. 


214 


HPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


681  C.  M. 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  (^in? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rule  iniiuirts 
To  keep  the  conscience  dean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  daj- ; 
And  through  the  dangei-s  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page ! 

.  That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 

And  well  support  our  age. 

Isaac  ^^'ll//.'<. 


682  L-  M. 

LET  everlasting  glories  crown 
Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  ; 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down. 
And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  connnands ! 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be ! 

How  firm  our  hope,  our  comfort,  stjinds ! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies. 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

Isaac  Walls. 


One  bright,  celestial  ray  dart  down, 
And  cheer  thy  eons  beneath. 

2  AVhile  in  thy  word  we  search  for  thee, 

(AVe  search  witii  trend>ling  awe,) 
Open  our  eyes,  and  let  us  sec 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 

3  Now  let  our  darkness  comi)rehend 

The  light  that  shines  so  clear: 
Now  tiie  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  eare  to  hear. 

4  Before  us  make  thy  goodness  pass, 

Which  here  by  faith  we  know ; 
Let  us  in  Jesus  see  thy  face. 
And  die  to  all  below. 

Charles  Wetley. 


684  c.  M. 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  heart«. 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  (juells  our  rising  feai-s. 

3  This  lamp  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 

Of  an  eternal  day.  John  Fawcelt. 


683  c.  M. 

FATHER  of  all,  in  wliom  alone 
We  live,  and  move,  and  lireathe. 


685  CM. 

ri"^I IE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
-L     The  sai-red  leaves  unfold  ; 
Anil  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light  descending  from  above 
Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  i)romises  of  lieavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 


THE  BIBLE. 


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3  Our  nuni'rous  griefs  are  here  redressed, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied  ; 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

4  For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assured  that  we  shall  find  ! 

iSamucl  Stennctt. 

686  c.  M. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find, 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 

And  yields  a  free  repast : 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  tiiste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  deliglit; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word. 
And  view  )ny  Saviour  there. 

Anne  Steele. 

687  ^  s.  M. 

JTCSUS,  the  word  bestow. 
The  true  immortal  seed ; 
The  gospel  then  shall  greatly  grow, 
And  all  the  land  o'erspread, — 


2  Through  earth  extended  wide 

Shall  mightiljr  prevail, 
Destroy  the  works  of  self  and  pride, 
And  shake  the  gates  of  hell. 

3  Its  energy  exert 

In  the  believing  soul  ; 
Diffuse  thy  grace  through  every  part. 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

4  Its  utmost  virtue  show 

In  i^ure  consummate  love, 

And  fill  with  all  thy  life  below. 

And  give  us  thrones  above. 

Charles  Wesley, 


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688  "s,  6s. 

WORD  of  God  incarnate, 

O  wisdom  from  on  high, 
O  Truth  unchanged,  unchanging, 

0  light  of  our  dark  sky  ; 
We  praise  thee  for  the  radiance 

That  from  the  hallowed  page, 
A  lantern  to  our  footsteps. 

Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2  The  church  from  thee,  her  Master, 
Received  the  gift  divine  ; 

And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 
O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 

It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored ; 

It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 
Of  thee,  the  living  Word. 

3  O  make  thy  church,  dear  Saviour, 
A  lamp  of  burnished  gold, 

To  bear  before  the  nations 
Thy  true  light,  as  of  old : 

O  teach  thy  wand'ring  pilgrims 
By  this  their  path  to  trace, 

Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended. 
They  see  thee  face  to  face. 

Willuon  Wnlshctm  How. 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


3.  ERECTION  OF  CHURCHES. 


689  8,7.     (5  1. 

CHRIST  is  made  the  sure  Foundation, 
Clirist  the  Head  and  Corner  Stone, 
Chosen  of  the  Lord,  and  precious, 
Binding  all  the  Church  in  one, 
Holy  Zion's  help  forever, 
And  her  conlidence  alone. 

2  To  this  temple,  where  we  call  thee, 

Come,  O  Lord  of  hosts,  to-day  ; 
With  thy  wonted  loving-kindness. 

Hear  thy  servants  as  they  pray  ; 
And  thy  fullest  ])enediction 

Shed  within  its  walls  alway. 

3  Here  vouchsafe  to  all  thy  servants 

What  they  ask  of  thee  to  gain. 
What  they  gain  from  thee  forever 

Witli  the  blessed  to  retain, 
And  hereafter  in  thy  glory 

Evermore  with  thee  to  reign. 
From  the  Latin.    Tr.  by  John  Mason  Neale. 


690  s  M 

GREAT  is  tlie  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode. 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temj^les  of  liis  grace 

How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 

And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Sion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  distress  ; 
How  l)right  has  his  salvation  shone 
Til  rough  all  her  palaces! 

4  In  (»very  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair; 


We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace. 
And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 


691  c.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  sure  Foundation-stone 
Whicli  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon. 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

AVe  now  adore  thy  name ; 
We  trust  our  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  can  we  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  Church  shall  rest, 

And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  nnist  this  building  rise  : 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  Almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

Isaac  Watts. 


692  7s. 

N  this  stone,  now  laid  with  jirayer. 

Let  thy  church  rise,  strong  and  fair ; 
Ever,  Tjord,  thy  name  be  known. 
Where  we  lav  this  corner-stone. 


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2  Let  thy  holy  Child,  who  came 
]VIan  from  error  to  rei'laim, 
And  for  sinners  to  atone. 

Bless,  with  thee,  this  corner-stone. 

3  ]\ray  thy  Sjiirit  here  give  rest 
To  the  heart  by  sin  oppressed, 
And  the  seeds  of  truth  be  sown, 
Where  we  lav  this  comer-stone. 


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4  Open  wide,  O  God,  thy  door, 
For  the  outcast  and  the  poor, 
Who  can  call  no  house  their  own. 
Where  we  lay  this  corner-stone. 

John  Pierpont. 

693  L  M 

BEHOLD  thy  temple,  God  of  grace, 
The  house  that  we  have  reared  for  thee, 
Regard  it  as  thy  resting-place, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  majesty. 

2  When  from  its  altar  shall  arise 

Joint  supplication  to  thy  name, 
Deign  to  accept  the  sacrifice, 
Thyself  our  answ'ring  God  proclaim. 

3  And  when  from  hence  the  voice  of  praise 

Shall  lift  its  triumphs  to  thy  throne. 
Show  thy  acceptance  of  our  lays, 
By  making  all  thy  glory  known. 

4  When  here  thy  ministers  shall  stand. 

To  speak  what  thou  shalt  bid  them  say, 
Maintain  thy  cause  with  thine  own  hand, 
And  give  thy  truth  a  winning  way. 

5  Now,  therefore,  0  our  God,  arise ! 

In  this  thy  resting-place  appear; 
And  let  thy  people's  longing  eyes 
Behold  thee  fix  thy  dwelling  here. 

Phoebe  Palmer, 


694  L  M 

AND  will  the  great,  eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  his  abode? 
And  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Avow  our  temple  for  his  own  ? 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise ; 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace, 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 


3  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise, 
Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise ; 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

4  And  in  the  great,  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here ! 

Philip  Doddridge. 


695  L.  M. 

THE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple  built  by  God : 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone, 
And  heaved  its  pillars  one  by  one. 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high. 
The  broad  expanse  of  azure  sky ; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood. 
The  sea,  the  sky  ;  and  all  was  good ; 
And  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang, 
"  The  morning  stars  together  sang." 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  sky,  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 

A  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 
Nathaniel  P.  Willis. 


696  7s 

LORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise ; 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 
With  thy  M'ord,  the  heavenly  bread ; 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
INIay  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest ; 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


3  Here  to  thee  a  toniple  stand, 
AVhile  the  seu  shall  girtl  the  land  ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
AVhile  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  Hallchijali  I — eartli  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  rei)ly  ; 
Hallelujah  ! — lience  ascend 

Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 
James  Montgomery. 


097  6s  &  4s. 

C O:\IE,  O  thou  God  of  grace, 
Dwell  in  this  holy  place, 
E'en  now  descend ! 
This  temi)le,  reared  to  thee, 
O  may  it  ever  be 
Filled  with  thy  majesty 
Till  time  shall  end ! 
2  Be  in  each  song  of  praise 
Which  here  thy  people  raise 


AVith  hearts  aflame ! 
Let  every  anthem  rise 
Like  incense  to  the  skies, 
A  joyful  sacrifice, 

To  thy  hk'st  name! 

3  Speak,  O  eternal  Lord, 
Out  of  thy  living  word, 

O  give  success ! 
Do  thou  the  truth  impart 
Unto  each  waiting  lieart ; 
Source  of  all  strength  thou  art, 

Thy  gospel  ])less! 

4  To  the  great  One  and  Three 
Glory  and  praises  be 

In  love  now  given  ! 
Glad  songs  to  thee  we  sing, 
Glad  hearts  to  thee  we  bring, 
Till  we  our  God  ami  King 

Shall  praise  in  heaven  ! 

William  Edwin  Evans. 


4.  EDUCATION  OF  YOUTH. 


698  L-M.    6  1. 

C0:ME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
To  whom  we  for  our  children  cry  ; 
The  good  desired  and  wanted  most. 

Out  of  thy  richest  grace  supply ! 
The  sacred  discipline  l)e  given 
To  train  and  bring  them  up  for  heaven. 

2  Error  and  ignorance  remove. 

Their  blindness  both  of  heart  and  mind ; 
Give  them  the  wisdom  from  above, 

Spotless,  and  peaceable,  and  kind  : 
In  knowledge  pure  their  minds  renew; 
And  store  with  thoughts  divinely  tme. 

3  Unite  the  pair  so  long  disjoined, 

Knowledge  and  vital  piety : 
Learning  and  holiness  combined, 


And  truth  and  love,  let  all  men  see, 
In  those  whom  uj)  to  thee  we  give. 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  die  and  live ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


699  6s  &  4s. 

SHEPHERD  of  tender  youth, 
Guiding  in  love  and  tnith 
Through  devious  ways ; 
Christ  our  triumj>hant  King, 
We  come  thy  name  to  sing; 
Hither  our  children  bring 
To  shout  thy  jiraise. 

2  Tliou  art  our  holy  I>ord, 
The  all-subduing  AVord, 
Healer  of  strife: 


EDUCATION  OF  YOUTH. 


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Thou  dost  thyself  abase, 
That  from  sin's  deep  disgrace 
Thou  mightest  save  our  race, 
And  give  us  hfe. 

3  Thou  art  the  great  High  Priest ; 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  feast 

Of  heavenl}^  love ; 
While  in  our  mortal  pain 
None  calls  on  thee  in  vain ; 
Help  thou  dost  not  disdain, 

Help  from  above. 

4  Ever  be  thou  our  guide, 
Our  shepherd  and  our  pride, 

Our  staff  and  song : 
Jesus,  thou  Christ  of  God, 
By  thy  perennial  word 
Lead  us  where  thou  hast  trod. 

Make  our  faith  strong. 

5  So  now,  and  till  we  die, 
Sound  we  thy  praises  high. 

And  joyful  sing : 
Infants,  and  the  glad  throng 
AVho  to  thy  Church  belong. 
Unite  to  swell  the  song 
To  Christ  our  King. 
Clement  of  Alexandria.    Tr.  by  IT.  31.  Dexter. 


700  8s,  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 
With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care. 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 
While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share,- 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing. 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving. 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way 


4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal. 
Let  them  find  a  resting-place. 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal. 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

William  A .  Muhlenberg . 


701  8,  7,  4, 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  thy  tenderest  care  j 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are, 

2  We  are  thine,  do  thou  befriend  us, 

Be  the  guardian  of  our  way  ; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us. 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray  : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear,  0  hear  us,  when  we  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free ; 

Blessed  Jesus, 
We  will  early  turn  to  thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor. 

Early  let  us  do  thy  will ; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 
With  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

Dorothy  Anne  Thrupp. 


702  c.  M. 

BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
How  sweet  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill. 
Of  Sharon's  dewv  rose ! 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


2  Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
AVliose  secret  heart  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
INIust  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  jiassion's  rage. 

5  0  thou,  whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  thy  Father's  shrine, 
AVhose    years,     with    changeless    virtue 
crowned. 
Were  all  alike  divine, — 

€  Dependent  on  tliy  bounteous  breath. 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone. 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

Reginald  Heber. 


703  c.  M. 

WHILE  we  with  fear  and  hope  survey 
This  youthful,  blooming  throng. 
And  little  know  th'  eventful  way 
Their  steps  may  pass  along, — 

2  One  day  is  as  a  thousand  years, 

Eternal  God,  to  thee. 
And  present  to  thine  eye  appears 
Their  whole  futurity, 

3  Thou  seest  temptation's  subtle  thread, 

Or  torture's  fiery  test: 
Mid  scenes  of  pleasure,  or  of  dread. 
Screen  thou  th'  unguarded  breast. 

4  Saviour!  through  each  portentous  change. 

And  dangers  yet  untrod, 


Where'er  they  rest,  where'er  they  range, 
Be  thou  their  present  God ! 

Anne  Gilbert. 

704  CM. 

MERCY,  descending  from  above. 
In  softests  accents  pleads : 
O  may  each  tender  bosom  move. 
When  mercy  intercedes ! 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 

And  God  will  well  approve, 
Wlien  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name. 
And  their  Creator  love. 

3  Delightful  work  !  young  souls  to  win. 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  their  Saviour's  face. 

4  Almighty  God  !  tliine  influence  shed, 

To  aid  this  ])lest  design  ; 
The  honor  of  thy  name  be  spread, 
And  all  the  glory  tliine. 

Joseph  Slraj>hiiii. 

705  c.  M. 

01  low  can  they  look  up  to  heaven. 
And  ask  for  mercy  there, 
Who  never  sof)thed  the  poor  man's  ]>ang, 
Nor  dried  the  orphan's  tear? 

2  The  dread  omnipotence  of  Heaven 

We  every  hour  provoke; 
Yet  still  the  mercy  of  our  God 
Withholds  th'  avenging  stroke: 

3  And  Christ  was  still  the  healing  friend 

Of  poverty  and  pain ; 
And  never  did  imploring  wretch 
His  gannent  touch  in  vain. 

4  May  we  with  Innnble  eflbrt  take 

Examjile  from  above; 

And  thence  the  active  lesson  li-arn 

Of  charity  and  love ! 

Simo)i  Browne. 


THE  SEASONS. 


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5.  THE  SEASONS. 


706  10,  5, 11. 

COME,  let  us  anew  Our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  ap- 
pear ! 
His  adorable  will  Let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of 
love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ;  Our  time,  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away ; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
The  arrow  is  flown,  The  moment  is  gone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day  Of  his  coming  may 

say, 
"  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give 

me  to  do ! " 
0  that  each  from  his  Lord  May  receive  the 
glad  word, 
"Well  and  faithfully  done! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 

throne." 

Charles  Wesley. 


707  c.  M. 

LET  me  alone  another  year, 
In  honor  of  thy  Son, 
Who  doth  my  Advocate  appear 
Before  thy  gracious  throne. 

2  Thou  hast  vouchsafed  a  longer  space. 
And  spared  the  barren  tree. 
Because  for  me  my  Saviour  prays, 
And  pleads  his  death  for  me. 


3  Time  to  repent  thou  dost  bestow ; 

But  O  the  power  impart ! 
And  let  my  eyes  with  tears  o'erflow, 
And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

4  Forgiveness  on  my  conscience  seal ; 

Bestow  thy  promised  rest ; 
With  purest  love  thy  servant  fill, 
And  number  with  the  blest. 

Charles  Wesley. 

708  c.  M. . 

REMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 
Of  the  revolving  year ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round ! 
How  short  the  months  appear ! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on — 

And  that  important  day. 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale,  we  pass 

The  swift-advancing  year; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  AVaken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart. 

Its  great  concern  to  see. 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
To  give  the  year  to  thee. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

709  s.  M. 

OUR  few  revolving  years. 
How  swift  they  glide  away ! 
How  short  the  term  of  life  appears 
When  past — but  as  a  day ! — 
2  A  dark  and  cloudy  day, 

Clouded  by  grief  and  sin  ; 
A  host  of  enemies  without. 
Distressing  fears  within. 


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3  Lord,  through  another  year 
If  thou  permit  our  stay, 
With  (UHgence  may  we  pursue 
The  true  and  living  way. 

Ticnjamin  Beddome. 


710  7s.    D. 

"I17HILE  witli  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
VV    Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Ishmy  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state. 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
AVe  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little, — none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find, — 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

S  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive ; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view : 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told. 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

John  Newton. 


711  C.  M.    D. 

SING  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise ! 
All  praise  to  him  belongs ; 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days. 

Demands  our  choicest  songs : 
His  providence  hath  ])rought  us  through 
Another  various  year ; 


We  all  with  vows  and  anthems  new 
Before  our  God  appear. 

2  Father  thy  mercies  past  we  own, 

Tliy  still  continued  care: 
To  tliee  presenting,  through  thy  Son, 

Whate'er  we  have  or  are : 
Our  lips  and  lives  shall  gladly  show 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
AVhile  on  in  Jesus'  steps  we  go 

To  seek  tliy  face  above. 

3  Our  residue  of  days  or  hours. 

Thine,  wholly  thine,  shall  be  ; 
And  all  our  consecrated  powers 

A  sacrifice  to  thee ; 
Till  Jesus  in  the  clouds  appear 

To  saints  on  earth  forgiven, 

And  bring  the  grand  saljbatic  year. 

The  jubilee  of  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


712  s.  M. 

OLOIID,  in  mercy  spare 
The  herbage  of  the  field ; 
And,  under  thy  paternal  care, 
May  it  abundance  yield. 

2  Restrain  the  burning  ray. 

And  grant  refreshing  rains ; 
Restore  the  verdurc  from  decay. 
And  drench  the  parched  jjlains. 

3  Then  we  our  praise  will  show 

To  our  preserver,  God  ; 
Our  songs  of  melody  shall  flow. 
And  spread  his  name  abroad. 

Benjamin  Beddome. 


713  c.  M. 

GOOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
Who  makes  the  earth  his  care ; 
Visits  the  psistures  every  spring. 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 


THE  SEASONS. 


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2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  raised  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  his  command 
Their  wat'ry  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  tliirsty  land. 

3  The  softened  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring ; 
The  valleys  rich  provision  yield, 
And  the  poor  lab'rers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  side 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers ; 
The  meadows,  dressed  in  all  their  pride. 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns : 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

Isaac  Watts. 


714  7s 

SEE  the  corn  again  in  ear. 
How  the  fields  and  valleys  smile. 
Harvest  now  is  drawing  near, 
To  repay  the  farmer's  toil. 

2  Gracious  Lord,  secure  the  crop, 

Satisfy  the  poor  with  food ; 
In  thy  mercy  is  our  hope. 
We  have  sinned,  but  thou  art  good. 

3  Let  the  praise  be  all  the  Lord's, 

As  the  benefit  is  ours ; 
He  in  season  still  aflbrds 
Kindly  heat  and  gentle  showers. 

4  By  his  care  the  produce  thrives, 

AVaving  o'er  the  furrowed  lands; 
And  when  harvest-time  arrives, 
Ready  for  the  reaper  stands. 

John  yewton. 


715  8s  &  7s. 

SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground. 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling. 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound : 

2  "Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  jileasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  j^ou — 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace — 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you ; 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place." 

4  On  the  Tree  of  Life  eternal 

Lord,  let  all  our  hopes  be  stayed ! 
This  alone,  forever  vernal. 
Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

George  Home. 


716  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy. 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ. 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear. 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days. 
Demand  successive  ?ongs  of  praise ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  op'ning  light,  and  ev'ning  shade. 

3  Here  in  thy  house  shall  incense  rise. 
As  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes  ; 
Still  we  will  make  thy  mercies  known 
Around  thy  board,  around  our  own. 

4  0  may  our  more  harmonious  tongue 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  song; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 

Philip  Doddridge. 


224 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


717  C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 
And  all,  with  one  accord. 
In  a  perpetual  cov'nant  jcjln 
Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord : 

2  Give  up  ourselves,  through  Jesus'  power. 

His  name  to  glorify  ; 
And  promise,  in  this  sacred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make, 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  : 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 

4  "We  never  Avill  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow ; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleased  to  hear, 
Come  down,  and  meet  us  now ! 

T)  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Let  all  our  hearts  receive ; 
Present  with  the  celestial  host. 
The  peaceful  answer  give. 

G  To  each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply, 
"Which  takes  our  sins  away ; 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

C?ia7-les  Wesley, 


3  Behold,  another  year  begins ! 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins. 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

4  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

Simon  Broxcne. 


718  c.  M. 

AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  thy  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here. 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Awake,  my  soul !  with  utmost  care 
Thy  true  condition  learn  : 
What  are  thy  hopes?  how  sure?  how  fair? 
What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 


719  s-  M. 

THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe. 
With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread. 
We  all  shall  soon  appear, — 

2  Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day. 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray : 

3  To  pray,  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
Wlien,  robed  in  majesty  and  power, 
Thou  shaltfrom  heaven  come  ilown. 

4  Th'  immortal  Son  of  man,' 

To  judge  the  human  race, 
AVith  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train. 
With  all  thy  glorious  gratte. 

5  O  may  we  all  be  found. 

Obedient  to  his  word  : 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 
And  looking  for  our  Lord ! 

G  0  may  we  thus  insure 
A  lot  among  tlie  blest; 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
An  everlasting  rest ! 

Charlfs  VrsU-y. 


NATIONAL  SOLEMNITIES. 


225 


6.  NATIONAL  SOLEMNITIES. 


720  L-  M. 

0  RIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  Judge  supreme, 
We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name ! 
And  all  our  crying  guilt  we  own, 
In  dust  and  tears,  before  thy  throne. 

2  Justly  might  this  polluted  land 
Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand  ; 
And,  bathed  in  heaven,  thy  sword  might 

come. 
To  drink  our  blood,  and  seal  our  doom. 

3  Yet  hast  thou  not  a  remnant  here, 
Whose  souls  are  filled  with  pious  fear? 
0  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigh, 
While  prostrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie ! 

4  Behold  their  tears,  attend  their  moan, 
Nor  turn  away  their  secret  groan : 
With  these  we  join  our  humble  prayer ; 
Our  nation  shield,  our  country  spare. 

PMUp  Doddridge. 

721  c.  M. 

LORD,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O  hear  us  for  our  native  land — 
The  land  we  love  the  most ! 

2  O  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe ! 

AVith  peace  our  borders  bless, 
Our  cities  with  prosperity, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Here  may  religion  shed  her  light 

On  days  of  rest  and  toil ; 

And  piety  and  virtue  reign, 

And  bless  our  native  soil. 

4  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  Friend ! 

JohnRendell  Wreford. 
15 


722  8s  &  7s. 

DREAD  Jehovah !  God  of  nations! 
From  thy  temple  in  the  skies. 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications ; 
Now  for  their  deliv'rance  rise. 

2  Lo !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

In  thy  holy  place  we  bend ; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning ; 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

3  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call. 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding ; 
Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

4  Let  that  mercy  veil  transgression ; 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface : 

Save  thy  people  from  oppression ; 

Save  from  spoil  tliy  holy  place. 

Thomas  CoUerill. 


723  s.  M. 

THROUGH  all  the  lofty  sky. 
Through  all  th'  inferior  ground, 
Th'  Almighty  Maker  shines  confessedi 
And  pours  his  blessings  round. 

2  Each  year  the  teeming  earth 

With  flowers  md  fruits  is  crowned ; 
And  grass,  and  herbs,  and  harvests  grow, 
And  send  their  joys  around. 

3  The  world  of  waters  yields 

A  rich  supply  of  food, 
And  distant  lands  their  treasures  send 
Upon  the  rolling  flood. 

4  To  serve  and  bless  our  land 

The  elements  conspire ; 
And  mercies  mix  themselves  with  earth — 
With  ocean,  air,  and  fire. 


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5  O  that  the  sons  of  men 

To  God  their  songs  would  raise, 
And  celebrate  his  power  and  love 
In  never-ceasing  praise ! 

Thomas  Gibbons. 


724  7s.    D. 

PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  emi)loy. 
For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield  ; 
For  the  fruits  in  full  su2)ply, 
Ripened  'neath  the  summer  sky ; — 

2  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 
All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores ; 
These  to  thee,  O  God,  we  owe. 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow, 
And  for  these  our  souls  now  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Aiina  Laetitia  Barbauld. 


725  7s.    T). 

SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song ; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King, 
Blessings  from  his  lib'ral  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land : 
Kept  by  him  no  foes  annoy ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy, 

2  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway 
May  we  cheerfully  obey  ; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 
Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings ; 


Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  iu)tes  jjrolong, 

Nulhun  Strong.     (Alt.) 


726 


L.  ]\r. 


W 


E  thank  thee.  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth, 
Wlio  hast  preserved  us  from  our  l>irth  ; 
Redeemed  us  oft  from  death  and  dread. 
And  with  thy  gifts  our  table  spread. 


2  We  thank  thee  for  thy  still  small  voice, 
Which    oft    has    checked    our   wayward 

choice : 
For  life  preserved,  for  senses  clear, 
And  for  our  friendships,  doubly  dear, 

;>  Thy  providence  has  been  our  stay, 
When  other  helps  were  far  away ; 
Our  constant  guide  through  every  stage, 
From  infancy  to  riper  age, 

4  How  shall  we  half  our  task  fulfill? 
AVe  thank  thee  for  thy  mind  and  will, 
For  present  joys,  for  blessings  past, 
And  for  the  hope  of  heaven  at  last. 

Cottle,    (f) 


727  L.  M, 

GREAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 
Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise ; 
With  humble  heart,  and  bending  knee, 
We  ofi'er  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  ca.sts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray  ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way, 

3  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  otir  land  its  radiance  sluils ; 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night. 
And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 


ON  A  VOYAGE. 


227 


4  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 
In  danger  still  our  guardian  be : 
O  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here ; 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

A  Ifred  A  lexander  Woodhull. 


728 


6s  &  4s. 

MY  country !  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing : 
Land  where  my  fathers  died ! 
Land  of  the  Pilgrims'  pride ! 
From  every  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  ring ! 

2  My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble,  free, 

Thy  name  I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills. 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills. 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze. 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  sound  prolong. 


4  Our  fathers'  God !  to  thee. 
Author  of  liberty. 
To  thee  we  sing ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 
Great  God,  our  King ! 

Samuel  Francis  Smith. 


729  6s  &  4s. 

GOD  bless  our  native  land  ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand. 
Through  storm  and  night : 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  wind  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 
By  thy  great  might ! 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies ; 

On  him  we  wait : 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh. 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye. 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 
God  save  the  State ! 
From  the  German.    Tr.  by  Charles  T.  Brooks. 
Alt.  by  J.  8.  Dwight. 


7.  ON  A  VOYAGE. 


730  7s.    D. 

LORD,  whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
Guide  us  through  the  wat'ry  way ; 
In  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 
Hide,  and  bring  us  safe  to  land, 
Jesus,  let  our  faithful  mind 
Rest,  on  thee  alone  reclined  ; 
Every  anxious  thought  repress. 
Keep  our  souls  in  perfect  peace. 


2  Keep  the  souls  whom  now  we  leave ; 
Bid  them  to  each  other  cleave ; 
Bid  them  walk  on  life's  rough  sea ; 
Bid  them  come  by  faith  to  thee. 
Save  till  all  these  tempests  end. 
All  who  on  thy  love  depend ; 
Waft  our  happy  spirits  o'er ; 
Land  us  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

Charles  Wesley. 


228 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


731  C.  M. 

HOW  are  thy  servants  hlopped,  0  Lord, 
How  sure  is  their  defense  ! 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Onmipotenee ! 

2  In  foreign  realms,  antl  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care. 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  AVhen  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, — 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 


4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  connnand, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Tliy  goodness  we'll  adore ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  hundily  hoi)e  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  whilst  thou  preserv'st  that  life. 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot. 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 

Joseph  Addison. 


PART  II. 
FOR  SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

SECTIOiS'  I. 

COMMUNION  OF  SAINTS. 


732  s.  M.  D. 

JESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 
Thy  promised  presence  claim; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 

Assembled  in  thy  name ; 
Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove : 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

2  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside. 

And  worldly  thouglits  forget : 
We  meet  the  grace  to  take 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 

That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 

But,  O,  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 

The  mighty  comfort  feel ! 
O  may  thy  quick'ning  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice 

In  hope  of  perfect  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


733  c.  M. 

ALL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 
AVho  joins  us  by  his  grace, 
And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restored, 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up; 

And,  gathered  into  one, 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope. 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows. 

We  all  delight  to  prove  ; 
The  grace  through  every  vessel  flows 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  We  all  partake  the  joy  of  one. 

The  common  peace  we  feel, 
A  peace  to  sensual  minds  unknown, 
A  joy  unspeakable. 

5  And  if  our  fellowship  below 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet. 
What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know 
When  round  his  throne  we  meet ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

734  c.  M. 

OUR  God  is  love ;  and  all  his  saints 
His  image  bear  below : 

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The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 
With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

2  Teach  us  to  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  loved  by  thee ; 
None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 
Can  live  in  enmity. 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immo'rt;xl  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 
With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite. 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  may  the  unbelieving  world 

See  how  true  Christians  love ; 

And  glorify  our  Saviour's  grace. 

And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

Thomas  Cotter  ill. 


735  c.  M. 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight. 
And  so  fulfill  his  word ! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part! 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye. 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart ! 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride. 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love ! 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream. 

Through  every  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem. 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happj'  souls  above ; 
And  he's  an  licir  of  heaven  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

Joseph  Stvain. 


736  L.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow. 
And  own  thee  faithful  to  thy  word: 
AVe  hear  thy  voice,  anil  open  now 
Our  hearts  to  entertiun  our  Lord. 

2  Come  in,  come  in,  thou  heavenly  Guest, 

Delight  in  what  thyself  hast  given  : 
On  tliy  own  gifts  and  graces  feast. 
And  make  the  contrite  heart  thy  heaven. 

3  Smell  the  sweet  odor  of  our  prayers. 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise  approve ; 

And  treasure  up  our  gracious  tears, 

And  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love. 

4  0  let  us  on  thy  fullness  fee<l ! 

And  eat  thy  flesh,  and  drink  thy  blood ! 
Jesus,  thy  blood  is  drink  indeed, 
Jesus,  thy  flesh  is  angels'  food. 

Charles  Wesley. 

737  7s.    D. 

COME,  and  let  us  sweetly  join, 
Christ  to  praise  in  liymns  divine! 
Give  we  all  with  one  accord 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  ; 
Hands,  and  heart«,  and  voices,  raise ; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days ; 
Antedate  'the  joys  above ; 
Celebrate  the  feast  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  strive: 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive. 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glowed. 
Dying  champions  for  their  God. 
We  for  Christ,  our  Muster,  stand. 
Lights  in  a  l)enighted  land  ; 

We  our  dying  Lord  confess. 
We  are  Jesus'  witnesses. 

3  Witnesses  that  Christ  hath  died, 
We  with  him  are  crucified  : 

Christ  hatli  burst  the  ])ands  of  death, 
We  his  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe : 


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Christ  is  now  gone  up  on  high ; 
Thither  all  our  wishes  fly ; — 
Sits  at  God's  right  hand  above; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


738  s.  M. 

LIKE  Noah's  weary  dove, 
Tliat  soared  the  earth  around, 
But  not  a  resting  place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found, — 

2  O  cease  my  wand'ring  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 
All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole. 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  ark  of  God, 

Behold  the  open  door ; 
Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

4  There,  safe  shalt  thou  abide, 

Tliere,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest. 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

William  Augustus  Muhlenberg. 


739  c.  M. 

JESUS,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 
To  thee  for  help  we  fly : 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep ! 
For  0  the  wolf  is  nigh ! 

2  He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay ; 
He  seizes  every  straggling  soul 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take. 

And  gather  with  thy  arm : 

Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake. 

The  wolf  can  never  harm. 


4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  power, 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  side ; 
The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  O  do  not  suflfer  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  agree : 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee ! 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive. 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

Charles  Wesley, 


740  c.  M. 

HAPPY  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 
X\u\  saved  by  grace  alone  ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  Church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know; 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above. 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee,  in  thj''  glorious  realm,  they  praise. 

And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
We,  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace : 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads ; 

From  thence  our  spirits  rise ; 
And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

Charles  Wesley. 


741  los,  lis. 

OTELL  me  no  more  Of  this  world's  vain 
store. 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is 
o'er: 


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A  country   I've   found    Wiiere  true  joys 

abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy 

ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  In  paradise  live. 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive: 
My  soul  don't  delay — Tie  calls  thee  away, 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad 

day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  "What  he  can  bestow, 
What  light,  strength,  and  comfort — go  after 

him,  go : 
Lo,  onward  I  move  To  a  city  above, 
None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey 

will  prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  From  death,  hell, 

and  sin. 
Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ 

within ; 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  Receive  me,  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus   hath  loved   me,  I  cannot  tell 

why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  "We  two  are  so  joined, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  be- 
hind: 

So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  through 

grace. 
Henceforth — till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's 

face. 

John  Gambold. 


742  c.  M. 

JESUS,  united  by  thy  grace. 
And  each  to  each  endeared. 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face. 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 
2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 
And  1)ear  thine  easy  yoke ; 
A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 
Which  never  can  })e  broke. 


3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink ; 

Bai)tize  into  thy  name; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak,  the  same. 

4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearb*  agree ; 
And  ever  tcnvard  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee  insei>aral)ly  joined, 

Let  all  our  sjiirits  cleave  ; 

O  may  we  all  tlie  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive ! 

6  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  given, 

The  same  delight  we  prove ; 

In  earth,  in  i)aradise,  in  heaven. 

Our  all  in  all  is  love. 

Charles  Weslet/. 


743  7s.    D. 

CHRIST,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Perfecting  the  i=aints  Ix'low, 
Hear  us  who  tliy  nature  share, 
AVho  thy  mystic  ]x)dy  are. 
Join  us,  in  one  spirit  join. 
Let  us  still  receive  of  thine ; 
Still  for  more  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou,  who  flllest  all  in  all ! 

2  Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide ; 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide ; 
Placed  according  to  thy  will. 
Let  us  all  our  work  fulfill ; 
Never  from  our  ollice  move. 
Needful  to  each  f)tlier  prove; — 
Let  us  daily  growth  receive, 
INIure  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 

3  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree, 
Touched  witli  softest  sympathy; 
Kindly  for  each  other  care; 
Every  member  feel  its  share. 


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Many  are  we  now  and  one, 
We  who  Jesus  have  put  on  : 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall ; 
Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  in  all. 

Cliarles  Wesley. 


744  '^-  D- 

FATHER,  at  thy  footstool  see 
Those  who  now  are  one  in  thee ; 
Draw  us  by  thy  grace  alone ; 
Give,  0  give  us  to  thy  Son. 
Jesus,  Friend  of  human  kind, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  l)e  joined ; 
Each  to  each  unite  and  bless, 
Keep  us  still  in  perfect  peace. 

2  Heavenly,  all-alluring  Dove, 
Shed  thine  overshadowing  love ; 
Love,  the  sealing  grace,  impart ; 
Dwell  within  our  single  heart. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  to  us  what  Adam  lost : 
Let  us  in  thine  image  rise  ; 
Give  us  back  our  paradise ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


745 


lis. 


'M 


ID   scenes   of   confusion   and   creature 
complaints, 
How  sweet  to  the  soul  is  communion  with 

saints ! 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 

room. 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  gweet  home ! 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  heaven,  my 
home. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 
peace ! 
And,  thrice  precious  Je.sus,  whose  love 
cannot  cease, 


Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I 

roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory  at  home. 
Home,  home,  etc. 

3  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission,  and  strength  as  my 

day; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 
Home,  home,  etc. 

4  Whate'er  thou   deniest,  0  give  me  thy 

grace. 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy 

face; 
Endue  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy 

throne. 
And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of 

home. 
Home,  home,  etc. 

5  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to 

shine ; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine; 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the 

tomb, 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at 

home. 
Home,  home,  etc. 

David  Denham. 


746  7s 

GOD  of  love,  that  hear'st  the  prayer. 
Kindly  for  thy  people  care, 
Who  on  thee  alone  depend : 
Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end. 

2  Save  us  in  the  prosp'rous  hour. 
From  the  flatt'ring  tempter's  power ; 
From  his  unsuspected  wiles. 
From  the  world's  pernicious  smiles. 


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3  Never  let  the  world  break  in, 
Fix  a  mighty  gull"  between  : 
Keep  us  humble  and  unknown, 
Prized  and  loved  by  God  alone. 

4  Let  us  still  to  thee  look  up, 

Thee,  thy  Israel's  strength  and  hope; 
Nothing  know  or  seek  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley. 


747  c.  M. 

GIVER  of  concord.  Prince  of  peace, 
Meek,  lamb-like  Son  of  God, 
Bid  our  unruly  passions  cease, 
By  thine  atoning  blood. 

2  Us  into  closest  union  draw, 

And  in  our  inward  parts 
Let  kindness  sweetly  write  her  law. 
And  love  command  our  hearts. 

3  Saviour,  look  down  with  pitying  eyes, 

Our  jarring  wills  control ; 
Let  cordial,  kind  affections  rise. 
And  harmonize  the  soul. 

4  O  let  us  find  the  ancient  way, 

Our  wond'ring  foes  to  move, 
And  force  the  heathen  world  to  say, 
"  See  how  these  Christians  love ! " 

Charles  Wesley, 


748  c.  M. 

LO !  what  an  entertaining  sight 
Are  brethren  who  agree ! 
Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety ! 

2  When  streams  of  love,  from  Christ,  the 
spring, 
Descend  to  every  soul. 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  wliole, — 


3  'Tis  like  the  oil,  divinely  sweet. 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head ; 
The  trickling  drops  i)erfumed  his  feet. 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  ]ilea.sant  as  the  morning  dews 

Tliat  foil  on  Zion's  hill ; 
AVhere  God  his  mildest  glory  shows 
And  makes  his  grace  distill. 

Isaac  Walts. 


749  c.  :yr.  d. 

PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 
I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod. 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found  : 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fuuitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O  receive  me  into  rest ! 

2  Lonely,  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave. 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave: 
Mine  tlie  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign. 

James  Montgomery. 


750  c.  M. 

TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart: 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart ! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray 
Leave  us  not  comfortless; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 


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3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Eath  other's  cross  to  bear : 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  stock  improve : 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow ; 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride : 

Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 

With  all  the  sanctified. 

Charles  Wesley. 


751  s.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love: 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  j)Our  our  ardent  prayers ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one,- 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 


6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 
And  sin  we  shall  be  free ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 


John  Fawcett. 


752  c.  M. 

GOD  of  all  consolation,  take 
The  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Thy  gifts  to  thee  we  render  back 
In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 

2  Through  thee  we  now  together  came^ 

In  singleness  of  heart ; 
We  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

3  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind ; 

Our  minds  continue  one ; 
And  each  to  each  in  Jesus  joined, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

4  Subsists  as  in  us  all  one  soul  ; 

No  power  can  make  us  twain ; 
And  mountains  rise,  and  oceans  roll. 
To  sever  us  in  vain. 

5  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God! 

Our  Life  shall  soon  appear. 
And  shed  his  glory  all  abroad 
On  all  his  members  here. 

6  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 

And  fight  our  passage  through ; 
Bear  in  our  faithful  minds  the  end, 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

Charles  Wesley^ 


753  c.  M. 

WITNESS,  ye  men  and  angels,  now, 
Before  the  Lord  we  speak  ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break, — 


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2  That  long  as  lift-  itself  shall  last, 
Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

.3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 
But  on  his  grace  rely, 
That,  with  returning  wants,  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  supi^ly. 

4  O  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 
And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers. 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

Benjamin  Beddome. 


754  C.  M.     D. 

OUR  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 
Cemented,  mixed  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heaverw  on  earth  begun. 
Our  hearts  have  burned  while  Jesus  spoke, 

And  glowed  with  sacred  fire. 
He   stopped,  and    tiilked,  and    fed,  and 
blessed. 
And  filled  th'  enlarged  desire. 

2  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 

Let  trembling  cowards  fly ; 
AVe'll  stand  unshaken,  firm,  and  fixed, 

With  Christ  to  live  and  die. 
Let  devils  rage,  and  hell  assail, 

We'll  fight  our  passage  through  ; 
Let  foes  unite,  and  friends  desert, 

We'll  seize  the  crown  in  view. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

The  heavens  are  big  with  rain ; 


We  wait  to  catch  the  teeming  shower, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain  : 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows. 

But  pour  the  mighty  flood  ; 
O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth. 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God ! 

4  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up. 
And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown — 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 

Proclaimed  by  thee  thine  own — 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love. 
We  sinners,  saved  by  grace. 
From  glory  into  glory  changed, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

William  Edward  Miller. 


755  c.  M.  D. 

LIFT  up  your  hearts  to  things  above. 
Ye  foU'wers  of  the  Lamb, 
And  join  with  us  to  praise  his  love, 

And  glorify  his  name. 
To  Jesus'  name  give  thanks  and  sing, 

Whose  mercies  never  end  : 
Rejoice !  rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King ! 
The  King  is  now  our  friend! 

2  We  for  bis  sake  count  all  things  loss, 

On  earthly  good  look  down  ; 
And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross, 

Till  we  receive  the  crown. 
0  let  us  stir  each  other  up. 

Our  faith  by  works  t'  approve, 
By  holy,  inirifying  hope, 

And  the  sweet  tixsk  of  love. 

Charlei  Wesley. 


SECTION  II. 
PRAYER. 


756  7s. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
O  do  not  our  suit  disdain ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion  now  descend : 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

8  In  thine  own  appointed  way. 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up. 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

William  Hammond. 


757  L.  M. 

BLEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 
To  hold  communion  with  his  God ; 
To  send  to  Heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh. 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear ; 
To  hush  the  i^enitential  sigh, 
And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

3  Blest  hour,  for  where  the  Lord  resorts. 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given ; 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

4  Hail,  peaceful  hour !  supremely  blest 

Amid  the  hours  of  worldly  care ; 
The  hour  that  yields  the  spirit  rest, 
That  sacred  hour,  the  hour  of  prayer. 

5  And  when  my  hours  of  prayer  are  past, 

And  this  frail  tenement  decays, 

Then  may  I  spend  in  heaven  at  last 

A  never-ending  hour  of  praise. 

Thomas  Raffles. 


758 


C.  M. 


THERE  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 
Beneath  the  shades  of  night ; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts, 
When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 
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238 


PRAYER. 


2  There  is  an  arm  tluit  never  tires, 

When  human  strength  gives  way ; 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

i  That  eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  throngs ; 
That  arm  upholds  the  sky  ; 
That  ear  is  filled  with  angel  songs ; 
That  love  is  throned  on  high. 

4  But  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield, 

AVhen  mortal  aid  is  vain. 
That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach, 
That  listening  ear  to  gain. 

5  That  power  is  prayer,  which  soars  on  high. 

Through  Jesus,  to  the  throne, 
And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the 
world, 
To  bring  salvation  down. 

JohnAikman  Wallace. 


759  CM.  D. 

WHY,  dearest  Lord,  can  I  not  pray. 
And  why  am  I  not  free  ? 
Unmannerly  distractions  come, 

And  force  my  thoughts  from  thee. 
The  world  that  looks  so  dull  all  day 

Crowds  on  my  mind  at  prayer. 
And  plans  that  ask  no  thought  but  then 
AVake  up  and  meet  me  there. 

2  I  cannot  pray  ;  yet.  Lord,  thou  knowest 

The  pain  it  is  to  me 
To  have  my  vainly  struggling  thoughts 

Thus  torn  away  from  thee. 
Had  I,  dear  Lord,  no  pleasure  found 

But  in  the  thought  of  thee. 
Prayer  would  have  come  unsought,  and 
been 

A  tnier  liberty. 

3  Yet  thou  art  often  present.  Lord, 

In  weak,  distracted  prayer ; 


A  sinner  out  of  heart  with  self 

Mo.-st  often  finds  thee  there. 
For  prayer  that  humbles  sets  the  soul 

From  all  illusions  free. 
And  teaches  it  how  utterly, 

Dear  Lord,  it  hangs  to  thee. 

4  My  Saviour,  why  should  I  complain, 
And  why  fear  aught  but  sin  ? 
Distractions  are  but  outward  things, 

Thy  })eace  dwells  far  within. 
These  surface  troubles  come  and  go 

Like  ruflElings  of  the  sea  ; 
The  deeper  depth  is  out  of  reach 
To  all,  my  God,  but  thee. 

Frederick  William  Faber. 


760  c.  M. 

SEE,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see. 
The  promised  blessing  give ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee. 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  joined ; 
We  wait  according  to  thy  word. 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here, 

But  O  thyself  reveal ! 
Son  of  the  living  God,  appear! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feel. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day. 

And  these  dry  bones  shall  live ; 
Speak  peace  into  our  heart«,  and  say, 
"  The  Holy  Ghost  receive." 

Charles  Wesley. 

761  s.M. 

THE  praying  spirit  breathe, 
The  watcliing  power  impart: 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 
Call  off  my  anxious  heart. 


PKAYEE. 


239 


2  My  feeble  mind  sustain, 

763               s.  M. 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppressed  ; 

rpO  God  your  every  want 
J-    In  instant  prayer  display : 

Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  rest. 

Pi-ay  always ;  pray,  and  never  faint ; 

3  Swift  to  my  rescue  come, 

Pray,  without  ceasing,  pray. 

Tliine  own  this  moment  seize ; 

2  His  mercy  now  implore ; 

Gather  my  wand'ring  spirit  home, 

And  now  show  forth  his  praise ; 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace. 

In  shouts,  or  silent  awe,  adore 

4  Suffered  no  more  to  rove 

His  miracles  of  grace. 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 

3  Pour  out  your  souls  to  God, 

Arrest  the  pris'ner  of  thy  love, 

And  bow  them  with  your  knees ; 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

And  spread  your  hearts  and  hands  abroad. 

Charles  Wesley. 

And  pray  for  Sion's  peace. 

4  Your  guides  and  brethren  bear 

762               s.  M. 

/^UR  Heavenly  Father,  hear 
\j    The  prayer  we  offer  now : 

Forever  on  your  mind ; 
Extend  the  arms  of  mighty  prayer 

In  grasping  all  mankind. 

Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near ; 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

Charles  Wesley. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come ;  thy  will 

764                c.  M. 

On  earth  be  done  in  love. 

HHEPHERD  Divine,  our  wants  relieve, 
KJ    In  this  our  evil  day : 

As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfill 

Thy  perfect  law  above. 

To  all  thy  tempted  foll'wers  give 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply 

The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 

While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 

Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, 

Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 

0  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 

In  never-ceasing  prayer ! 

From  Satan's  wiles,  defend ; 

3  The  spirit  of  interceding  grace, 

Deliver  in  the  evil  hour. 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim  ; 

And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face, 

5  Thine  shall  forever  be 

And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

Glory  and  power  divine  ; 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  imj^art, 

The  scepter,  throne,  and  majesty, 

Till  thou  thyself  bestow. 

Of  heaven  and  earth,  are  thine. 

Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart — 

6  Thus  humbly  taught  to  pray 

I  will  not  let  thee  go : — 

By  thy  beloved  Son, 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go  unless 

Through  him  we  come  to  thee,  and  say, 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me, 

"All  for  his  sake  be  done." 

With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 

James  Montgomevg . 

And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

240 


PRAYER. 


6  Then  let  me,  on  the  mountiiin  top, 
Behold  thy  open  fat-e ; 
Where  faitli  in  sight  is  swallowed  uy, 
And  prayer  in  endless  jiraise. 

Charles  Wesley. 


76o 


5  C.  M. 

MY  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry ; 
Thee  only  would  I  know  ; 
Thy  })urifying  blood  apply, 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow. 

2  Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean  ; 

Purge  my  iniquity : 
Unless  thou  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee. 

3  But  art  thou  not  already  mine? 

Answer,  if  mine  thou  art! 
Whisper  within,  thou  Love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart. 

4  Behold  !  for  me  the  Victim  bleeds, 

His  wounds  are  open  wide ; 
For  me  the  blood  of  sjirinkling  pleads. 
And  speaks  me  justified. 

Charles  Wesley. 


766 


L.  M. 


W 


HAT  various  hind'rances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 


2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  with- 

draw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw  ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love  ; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright; 
And  Satan  trem])les  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 


4  Have  you  no  words?     Ah  !  think  again  : 
Words  flow  apace  wlien  yon  complain. 
And  fill  your  fellow  -creature's  ear 
AVith  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breatli  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  Heaven  in  supjjlication  sent. 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Loril  has  done  for  me." 
William  Coivprr. 


767  L.  M. 

IT^IiOM  every  stormy  wind  that  blow's, 
-    From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat: 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads ; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet : 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend. 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend : 
Tliough  sundered  far,  by  faith  tliey  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  Ah !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed ; 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat. 
Had  suffering  saints  no  mercy-seat? 

5  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

Hugh  Stowell. 


768  L.  M. 

JESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet. 
There  they  l)ehold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found. 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 


PEAYER. 


241 


2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 
Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

o  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew ; 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  i)rayer 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 
And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

William  Cowper. 


769  c.  M. 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered,  or  unexpressed ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
AVhen  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  fonn  of  speech, 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air ; 
His  watch-word  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  Avith  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice. 

Returning  from  his  w^ays, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice. 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays !  " 

6  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way ! 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  : 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

James  Montgomcru. 
16 


770  CM. 

FOUNTAIN  of  life,  to  all  below 
Let  thy  salvation  roll ; 
Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow 
Every  believing  soul. 

2  Into  that  happy  number,  Lord, 
Us  weary  sinnei's  take  ; 
Jesus,  fulfill  thy  gracious  word. 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 
.">  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 
And  we  shall  flow  to  thee. 
While  down  the  stream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art, 

Of  joy  the  swelling  flood  ; 
Wafted  by  thee,  with  willing  heart, 
Wo  swift  return  to  God. 

5  We  soon  shall  reach  the  boundless  sea, 

Into  thy  fullness  fall ; 
Be  lost  and  swallowed  up  in  thee. 
Our  God,  our  all  in  all. 

Charles  Weslci/. 

771  c.  M. 

BEING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise ; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove. 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be ; 

Our  sacrifice  receive ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Heavenward  our  every  wish  aspires  : 

For  all  thy  mercy's  store 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requires 
Is,  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask  ;  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will : 
Turn,  and  beget  us.  Lord,  again ; 
With  all  thy  fullness  fill ! 


242 


PRAYER. 


5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  luve 
Shod  in  our  hearts  ahroad  ; 
So  sliall  we  ever  live  and  move, 
And  be,  with  Christ  in  God. 

Charles  "iVcsIrii. 


772  L.  M. 

GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
Be  thou  my  hoi)e,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  bl(>st. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wisi', 
Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God  ! 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties. 
Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood. 

n  "With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look,' 
As  travelers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-broolc. 

4  E'en  life  itself,  without  thy  love. 

No  lasting  pleasure  can  afford ; 
Yea,  'twould  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banished  from  thee.  Lord ! 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  mj'  voice. 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise : 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice. 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

Isaac  Walts. 


773  L-  M. 

WHERE  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands, 
Tlie  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High  Priest  our  nature  wears. 
The  guardian  of  mankind  appears. 

2  He  who  for  men  in  mercy  stood, 

And  poured  on  earth  his  precious  blood, 
Pursues  in  heaven  his  miglity  ])lan. 
The  Saviour  and  the  Friend  of  man. 


3  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
Tlie  !Man  of  sorrows  had  a  part; 
He  sympathizes  in  our  grief, 

And  to  the  sulf'rer  sends  relief. 

4  "With  boldness,  tlierefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known ; 
And  ask  the  aids  of  heavenly  power, 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour ! 

Michael  Bruce. 


774  L.  M. 

PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  • 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray  ; 
Tliey  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress; 
If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay  ; 
If  guilt  deject;  if  sin  distress; 

In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 

:]  'Tis  prayer  suppoils  the  soul  that's  weak  : 
Tliough  thought  be   broken,  language 
lame. 
Pray,  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak  ; 
But  jiray  witli  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  him  ;  tliou  canst  not  fail ; 

Make  all  tliy  wants  and  wislies  known  ; 
Fear  not;  his  merits  must  prevail : 
Ask  but  in  faitli,  it  shall  be  done. 

Joseph  II art. 

775  c.  M. 

COME  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  takt' 
Possession  of  thine  own  ; 
My  longing  heart  vouclisafe  to  make 
Thy  everhisting  throne. 
2  Assert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  riglit, 
Come  quickly  from  above; 
And  sink  me  to  perfection's  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 

Charles  Wrslrji. 


PEAYEK. 


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776  c.  M. 

0  BLESSED,  blessed  sounds  of  grace, 
Still  echoing  in  my  ear ! 
Glad  is  the  hour,  and  loved  the  place — 
But  whence  my  sudden  fear? 

2  What  if  a  sternly  righteous  doom 

Have  sealed  this  call  my  last  ? 
Before  me  sickness — death — a  tomb ; 
Behind,  th'  unpardoned  past. 

3  My  Sabbath  suns  may  all  have  set. 

My  Sabbath  scenes  be  o'er ; 
The  place,  at  least,  where  we  are  met, 
May  know  my  steps  no  more. 

4  The  prophet  of  the  cross  may  ne'er 

Again  preach  peace  to  me ; 
The  voice  of  interceding  prayer 
A  farewell  voice  may  be. 

5  But,  Saviour,  canst  thou  say, "  Farewell  ?  " 

Or,  Holy  Spirit,  thou  ? 
Or  must  I  leave  thy  house  for  hell  ? 

0  save  me,  save  me  now ! 

6  While  yet  the  life-proclaiming  word 

Doth  through  my  conscience  thrill, 
Breathe  life  ;  and  lo !  divinely  stirred, 

1  can  repent,  I  will. 

William  Maclardie  Bunting. 


4  A  soul  inured  to  pain. 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain. 
The  consecrated  cross. 

5  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 

6  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard. 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

Charles  Wesley. 


777  s.  M. 

JESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care. 
With  humble  confidence  look  up. 
And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 

2  Give  me  on  thee  to  wait. 

Till  I  can  all  things  do. 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will. 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 


'78  8s  &  7s.    D. 

COME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee : 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art — 
Dear  Desire  of  everj'  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deliver; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring : 
By  thine  own  Eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
Eaise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Charles  Wesley. 


779  s.  M. 

OMA  Y  thy  powerful  word 
Inspire  a  feeble  worm 
To  rush  into  thy  kingdom, 'Lord, 
And  take  it  as  bv  storm ! 


244 


PllAYEK. 


2  0  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  given, 
To  seize  the  crown  of  perfect  love, 
And  ycale  the  mount  of  heaven  ! 

Charlrx  M'rslr;/. 


780  c.  M. 

THERE  is  no  sorrow,  Lord,  too  liglit 
To  bring  in  prayer  to  thee ; 
There  is  no  anxious  care  too  slight 
To  wake  thy  sympathy. 

2  Thou  who  hast  trod  the  thorny  road 

"Wilt  share  each  small  distress ; 
The  love  which  bore  the  greater  load 
Will  not  refuse  the  less. 

3  There  is  no  secret  sigh  we  breathe 

But  meets  thine  ear  divine; 
And  every  cross  grows  light  beneath 
The  shadow,  Lord,  of  thine. 

4  Life's  ills  without,  sin's  strife  within, 

The  heart  would  overflow, 
But  for  that  love  which  died  for  sin, 
That  love  which  wept  with  woe. 

Jane  Crcwclinx. 


781 


C.  M. 


0 


UR  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 

All  hallowed  be  thy  name ; 
Thy  kingdom  come;  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 


2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread ; 

And  as  we  those  forgive 
"Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not; 

From  evil  set  us  free  ; 
And  thine  the  kingdom,  thine  the  powe: 
And  glory,  ever  be. 

Adonirani  Judsmi. 


782  7s. 

CO^IE,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare ; 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  jjrayer: 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore^  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Tliou  art  coming  to  a  King : 
lAWgii  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  "With  my  burden  I  begin : 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin ! 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt. 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast: 

TlH>re  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

John  ycirtoii. 


783  7s. 

LORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go. 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow : 
Do  not  turn  away  tliy  face. 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 

Ah!  my  Tx)rd,  thou  know'st  my  name; 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  i)lea 
To  supi)ort  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold. 
Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy : 
That  i)oor  rebel.  Lord,  was  I.        * 

4  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  tliy  mercy-seat  by  pravtr  ; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free: 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  passed  since  then. 
IMany  changes  I  have  seen  ; 

Yet  have  been  ui)held  till  now  ! 
AVIio  could  hold  me  up  but  thmi? 


PRAYER. 


245 


6  Thou  liast  helped  in  every  need  ; 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead  ; 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

7  No  ;  I  must  maintain  my  hold  ; 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold ; 

1  can  no  denial  take, 
When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

John  Newton. 

784  7s. 

THEY  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place ; 
If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  or  our  health, 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  AYhen  our  earthly  comforts  fail. 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer ; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait 
To  thy  Father  come  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

Oliver  Holden.    (Alt.) 

785  "tT 

LIGHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 
Love  divine,  thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 
Shine  in  every  drooping  heart. 
2  Every  mournful  sinner  cheer; 
Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Son  of  God,  appear !  appear ! 
To  thy  human  temples  come, 
o  Come  in  this  accejited  hour: 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  : 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 
Rootinsr  out  the  seeds  of  sin. 


4  Nothing  more  can  we  require. 
We  will  covet  nothing  less : 
Be  thou  all  our  liearts'  desire, 
All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 

786  c.  M. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God  in  j^ersons  three, 
Bring  back  the  heavenly  blessing  lost, 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thy  favor,  and  thy  nature  too. 

To  me,  to  all  restore : 
Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  us  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  righteousness, 

Display  tliy  beams  divine, 
And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

4  Light,  in  thy  light,  0  may  I  see, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove ! 
Revived,  and  cheered,  and  blessed  by  then. 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love. 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene. 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between. 
The  Godhead  reconciled. 

6  That  all-comprising  peace  bestow 

On  me,  through  grace  forgiven  : 
The  joys  of  holiness  below. 
And  then  the  joys  of  heaven  I 

Charles  Wesley. 

787  8s  &  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
Grant  us.  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation. 
Unless  thou  return  again. 
2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 
Sliine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
I/jst,  for  want  of  thy  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 


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3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  plant  looked  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  sj^nrits  nourished — 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen. 

4  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see  : 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

John  I^eivtoii. 

788  s.  M. 

COME  to  the  morning  prayer, 
Come,  lot  us  kneel  and  pray  ; 
Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff, 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon,  bencatii  the  Rock 

Of  ages,  rest  and  pray  ; 
Sweet  is  the  shelter  from  the  heat, 
When  smites  the  sun  by  daj'. 

3  At  evening,  shut  thy  door, 

Round  the  home  altar  pra\' ; 
And  finding  there  the  house  of  God 
AVith  jirayer  tlius  close  the  day. 

4  When  midnight  veils  our  eyes, 

O  it  is  sweet  to  say, 
'■  I  sleep,  but  my  heart  wakctli,  Lord, 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray." 

James  Monlgomerii . 


789  L.  M. 

QWEET   hour  of   prayer,  sweet   hour   of 

kJ    prayer, 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care. 
And  bids  me,  at  my  Father's  tiirone. 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known  : 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief. 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare. 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  i)rayer, 
Tliy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 


To  Him,  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless : 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 
3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 
INIay  I  thy  consolation  share, 
Till,  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 
I  view  my  home,  and  tiike  my  flight: 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise, 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize  ; 
And  shout,  while  ])assing  through  the  air, 
"  Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  jirayer  I " 
M-ilUam  W.  ^^'alf^)rd. 


790  8s  i  4. 

MY  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 
From  Ijlush  of  morn  to  evening  star. 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet, 
The  hour  of  prayer  ? 

2  Blest  is  that  tranquil  hour  of  morn. 

And  blest  that  solemn  hour  of  eve, 
A\'lien,  on  the  wings  of  prayer  upborne. 
The  world  I  leave. 

3  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed  ; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven  ; 
Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude 
With  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief 

Here  for  my  every  want  I  find  ; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  gri^-f, 
What  peace  of  mind. 

■)  Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear; 
My  sjiirit  seems  in  heaven  to  stay ; 
And  e'en  the  penitential  tear 
Is  wiped  away. 

(!  Lord,  till  I  roach  that  blissful  shore, 

No  ])rivilege  so  dear  shall  be. 

As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 

In  prayer  to  thee. 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


PART  III. 
FOR  DOxVLESTIC  WORSHIP. 

SECTIOJSr  I. 

THE  FAMILY. 


791  L-  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part ; 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing. 
High  praise  to  the  eternal  King. 

3  Glory  to  Thee,  who  safe  hast  kept. 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say. 

That  all  my  powere,  with  all  their  might. 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Thomas  Ken. 


792  L.  M. 

NEW  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uimsing  prove ; 


Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  w'hile  we  pray  ; 
New  perils  j)ast,  new  sins  forgiven. 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

3  If  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still  of  countless  price 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task. 
Will  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask, — 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 

5  Only,  O  Lord,  in  thy  dear  love 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above ; 
And  help  us  this,  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 

John  Kcble. 


793  c.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye, — 

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2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  -Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  eoniplaints. 

;'.  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

Tlie  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  tiiy  mercies  there; 
I  will  frecjuent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Sinrit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

Isaac  Walls. 


704  P-  M. 

WE  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
O  Day-Star  from  on  liigh  ! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

2  O  let  thy  orient  beams 

The  night  of  sin  disperse, 

The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice 

"Which  shade  the  univei-se! 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 

How  dark  and  sad  before ! 
AVith  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 

Pollute  the  rising  day  ; 
Or  Jesus'  blood,  like  evening  dew, 
"Wash  all  its  stains  away  ! 

o  May  we  this  life  improve, 
To  mourn  for  errors  past ; 
And  live  this  short  revolving  day 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 


6  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit — One  in  Three — 

Be  glory  ;  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  forever  'he. 

jiiiiii  ^\'csl<■l|. 


795  «•  M. 

SEE  how  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way, 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  jmiise, 
"With  every  bright'ning  ray. 

2  Tluis  would  my  rising  soul 
Its  heavenly  Parent  sing  ; 
And  to  its  great  Original 
Thehumlile  triV>ute  bring. 

;>  Serene  I  laid  me  down. 

Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
^ly  kind  Preserver  near ! 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternitv. 

Klizulu-IU  Sriilt. 


796  c-  ^r- 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  i)ay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeat^. 

The  day  renews  the  sound, — 
"Wiile  as  tlie  heavens  on  whicli  he  sits, 
T(j  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortd  frame; 

]\Iy  tongue  sliall  sjjcak  his  praist- ; 
^ly  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  llanie, 
But  vet  his  wrath  delavs. 


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4  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
While  I  enjoy  the  light ! 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline. 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

Isaac  Watts, 


797  c.  M. 

GIVER  and  guardian  of  my  sleep. 
To  praise  thy  name  I  wake : 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helpless  servant  keep. 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

,   2  The  blessing  of  another  day 
I  thankfully  receive : 
O  may  I  only  thee  obey. 
And  to  thy  glory  live ! 

3  Upon  me  lay  thy  mighty  hand. 

My  words  and  thoughts  restrain  ; 
Bow  my  whole  ?oul  to  thy  command, 
Nor  let  mj'^  faith  be  vain. 

4  Pris'ner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 

Which  shall  salvation  bring ; 
When  all  I  am  shall  own  thy  power, 
•     And  call  my  Jesus  King. 

Charles  Wesley. 


798  c.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  day ; 
Unfold  thy  drowsy  eyes. 
And  burst  the  pond'rous  chain  that  loads 
Thine  active  faculties. 

2  God's    guardian    shield    was    round    me 

spread 
In  my  defenseless  sleep  : 
Let  him  have  all  my  waking  hours 
Who  doth  my  plumbers  keep. 

3  Pardon,  O  God,  my  former  sloth, 

And  arm  my  soul  with  grace ; 
As  rising  now,  I  seal  my  vows     - 
To  prosecute  thy  ways. 


4  Bright  Sun  of  righteousness  arise ; 
Thy  radiant  beams  display, 
And  guide  my  dark,  bewildered  soul. 

To  everlasting  day. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


799  c.  M. 

OGOD,  who  madest  earth  and  sky,     • 
The  darkness  and  the  day. 
Give  ear  to  this  thy  family. 
And  help  us  when  we  pray  ! 

2  For  wild  the  waves  of  bitterness 

Around  our  vessel  roar, 
And  heavy  grows  the  pilot's  heart, 
To  view  the  rocky  shore ! 

3  The  cross  our  Master  bore  for  us 

For  him  we  fain  would  bear ; 
But  mortal  strength  to  weakness  turns. 
And  courage  to  despair. 

4  Then,  mercy  on  our  failings.  Lord ! 

Our  sinking  faith  renew  ; 
And  when  thy  sorrows  visit  us, 
O  send  thy  patience  too ! 

Reginald  Ileber. 


800  L-  M. 

ALL  praise  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night. 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive,  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 


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4  O  may  luy  soul  on  tlicc  repo?e, 

And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close — 
Sleej).  tluit  may  me  jnore  vig'rous  make, 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  ereatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Tho))ius  J\c>i. 


801  7s.    D. 

0:MNIPRESENT  God  !  whose  aid 
No  one  ever  asked  in  vain. 
Be  this  night  about  my  bed, 

Every  evil  thought  restrain : 
Lay  thy  hand  upon  my  soul, 

God  of  my  unguarded  hours ! 
All  my  enemies  control. 
Hell,  and  earth,  and  nature's  poweiv. 

2  0  thou  jealous  God !  come  down, 

God  of  spotless  purity  ; 
Claim  and  seize  me  for  thine  own, 

Consecrate  my  heart  to  thee : 
Under  thy  protection  tiike ; 

Songs  in  the  night  season  give : 
Let  me  sleep  to  thee,  and  wake  ; 

Let  me  die  to  thee,  and  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 


802  8^,7«. 

QAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 
KJ    Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrow  })ast  us  fly. 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us  ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary. 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 


Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
"Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  tliis  night  o'ertake  us, 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb. 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us. 
Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom. 

James  Edmcston. 


803  _     s.  M. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  ai)pear: 
O  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near! 

2  AVe  lay  our  garments  by, 
L^pon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possessed. 

P)  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 
Secure  from  all  our  feai-s  ; 
IVIay  angels  guard  us,  Avhile  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  apj)ears. 

4  And  when  our  days  are  pa.st, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 
O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
The  bosom  of  thy  love ! 

John  Leland. 


S04  L-  M. 

THUS  for  the  Lord  hath  led  mo  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  i)rolongs  my  days, 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  ]\Iuch  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 
And  I  perhai)S  am  near  my  home; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past. 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

.3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep. 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 


THE  FAMILY. 


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While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 
4  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Isaac  Waits. 

805  L.  M. 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round  I 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored  ; 
I  blush  in  all  things  to  abound  ; 
The  servant  is  above  his  Lord  ! 

2  Inured  to  jioverty  and  pain, 

A  suff 'ring  life  my  Master  led ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  man. 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But,  lo !  a  place  he  hath  prepared 

For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep ; 
Yea,  he  himself  becomes  my  guard  ; 
He  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  sleep. 

4  Jesus  protects  ;  my  fears,  begone ! 

What  can  the  Rock  of  ages  move  ? 
Safe  in  thine  arms  I  lay  me  down, 
Thine  everlasting  arms  of  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

806  c.  M. 

MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distill  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night. 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  myself  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days : 
Peqietual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

Isaac  Watts. 


807  c.  M. 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 
Let  warmest  thanks  arise ; 
Assist  us.  Lord,  to  ofler  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  This  day  God  was  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  keeper  and  our  guide ; 
His  care  was  on  our  weakness  shown. 
His  mercies  multiplied. 

3  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 

Have  made  up  all  this  day  ; 
INIinutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  fleet  and  free  than  they. 

4  New  time,  new  favors,  and  new  joys. 

Do  a  new  song  require : 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  heart's  desire. 

^ Joh7i  Mason . 

808  c.  M. 

THOU,  Lord,  hast  blest  my  going  out, 
O  bless  my  coming  in ! 
Compass  my  weakness  round  about. 
And  keep  me  safe  from  sin. 

2  Still  hide  me  in  thy  secret  place, 

Thy  tabernacle  spread ; 
Shelter  me  with  preserving  grace, 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

3  To  thee  for  refuge  may  I  run, 

From  sin's  alluring  snare : 
Ready  its  first  approach  to  shun, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  0  that  I  never,  never  more 

Might  from  thy  ways  depart ! 
Here  let  me  give  my  wand'rings  o'er. 
By  giving  thee  my  heart ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

809  7s. 

SOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  our  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free. 
Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 


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THE  FAMILY. 


2  Thou,  whose  all-perviiding  eye 
Naught  escapes,  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 

Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon  from  us  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  i)ass  away  ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us.  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

George  W.  Doune. 

810  c.  M. 

DREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise ; 
Assist  the  ofT'rings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard ; 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 

3  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pard'ning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest; 
As  in  th'  eniljraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

Isaac  Walls. 

811  r.  M. 

FADING,  still  Hiding,  the  last  beam  is  shin- 
ing, 
Father  in  heaven,  the  day  is  declining ; 
Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  the  light. 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with 

the  night: 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  tlie  morn- 
ing bells  chime, 
Shield    me   from   danger,  save  me   from 
crime ! 
Father,  have  mercy.  Father,  have  mercy, 
Father,  have  mercy  thro'  Jesus  Christ, 
our  Lord. 
2  Father  in  heaven,  oh,  hear  when  we  call ! 
Hear,  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of 
all; 


Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  thy  might ; 
In  doubting  and  darkness,  thy  love  be  our 

light ; 
Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night 

taper  burns, 
"Wake  in  thine  arms  when   morning  re- 
turns. 
Father,  have  men-y,  i'v:c. 

Aittlior  I'likitown. 


812  ('■  ^i- 

QINCE  .Tesus  freely  iHd  appear 
kJ    To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  j)resence  here. 
To  make  a  Avedding  guest! 
2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown. 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 
.3  "With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow. 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 
4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 
Tliat  they,  with  Christian  care, 
]\Iay  make  domestic  l)nrdcns  light. 
By  taking  nuitual  share. 

Jo?in  Jiirrid;/!'. 


5s,  6s,  Os. 

COME  away  t-o  the  skies,  My  beloved  arise. 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wast  Itorn  : 
On  this  festival  day,  Come  exulting  away. 
And  with  singing  to  Sion  return. 
2  "We  have  laid  up  our  love  And  our  treas- 
ure above, 
Though  our  bodies  continue  below : 
The  redeemed  of  our  Lord,  "We  rememlier 
his  word, 
And  with  singing  to  jvaradise  go. 

Charlrs  )Vrslr)/. 


THE  FAMILY, 


253 


814  Si^7s. 

GENTLE  stranger,  fearless  come 
To  our  quiet,  happy  home ; 
Bud  of  being,  beauteous  flower, 
Sprung  to  birth  this  smiling  hour, 
While  upon  thy  form  we  gaze, 
Grateful  thoughts  to  heaven  w^e  raise. 

2  Saviour,  from  thy  heavenly  throne 
Smile  upon  this  little  one ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  be  its  guide, 
Let  its  wants  be  well  supplied  ; 
Cleanse  it  by  thy  precious  blood, 
Fit  it  for  thy  high  abode. 

Aidhor  Unknotvn. 


815  7s.    61. 

WHEREFORE  should  I  make  my  moan. 
Now  the  darling  child  is  dead? 
He  to  early  rest  is  gone, 
He  to  pai-adise  is  fled : 
I  shall  go  to  him,  but  he 
Never  shall  return  to  me. 

2  God  forbids  his  longer  stay, 

God  recalls  the  precious  loan, 
God  hath  taken  him  away, 

From  my  bosom  to  his  own : 
Surely  what  he  wills  is  best, 
Happy  in  his  will,  I  rest. 

3  Faith  cries  out,  It  is  the  Lord ! 

Let  him  do  as  seems  him  good : 
Be  thy  holy  name  adored, 

Take  the  gift  awhile  bestowed ; 
Take  the  child  no  longer  mine. 
Thine  he  is,  for  ever  thine. 

Charles  Wesley, 


816  7« 

JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

2  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind ; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

3  Let  us  for  each  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear ; 
To  thy  Church  the  pattern  give, 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

4  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride. 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 
•5  Let  us,  then,  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above ; 
On  the  wings  of  angels  fly. 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 


817  s.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows. 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above. 

Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distills, 

And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 


SECTION  II. 

THE  CLOSET. 


818  CM.    D. 

W?IILE  thee  I  seek,  jn-otccting  Power! 
Be  my  vain  -wishes  stilled ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

"With  better  hopes  be  filled. 
Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

2  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 

Because  conferred  bj'  thee. 
In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  <lays. 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 

Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

3  When  gladness  wings  the  ftxvored  liour. 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 

^ly  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
^Ty  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

Tlie  gath'ring  storm  shall  see; 
"Sly  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear — 

That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

Jfrh'n  Maria  Willitims. 


819  CM.    D. 

F.VR  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee. 
From  strife  and  tumult  far; 
From  scenes  where  Patau  wages  still 

His  most  successful  war. 
(254) 


The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
AVith  prayer  and  praise  agree ; 

And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

WilliaTn  Con- per. 


820  c  M. 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care. 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  ])rayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 
The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  i)romises  to  i)lead 
AVhen  none  but  God  can  hear. 

?>  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 
And  future  good  implore. 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  rast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  tiike  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
Tlie  prospect  doth  my  strength  reni'w, 
"While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er 

^hiy  its  dejtarting  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impre.«sive  hour. 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

Phccbe  Hinxdalc  Brown. 


THE  CLOSET. 


255 


821  L.  M. 

Y  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake, 
The  sole  possession  of  me  take  : 
From  midnight  terrors  me  secure, 
And  guard  my  heart  from  tlioughts  impure. 

2  Blest  angels,  while  we  silent  He, 
You  hallelujahs  sing  on  high  ; 
You,  joyful,  hymn  the  Ever-blest, 
Before  the  throne,  and  never  rest. 

o  I  with  your  choir  celestial  join. 
In  off'ring  up  a  hymn  divine ; 
With  you  in  heaven  I  hope  to  dwell, 
And  bid  the  night  and  world  farewell. 

4  Lord,  lest  the  tempter  me  surprise. 
Watch  over  thine  own  sacrifice: 
All  loose,  all  idle  thoughts  cast  out, 
And  make  my  very  dreams  devout. 

0  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 

Thomas  Ken. 


822  L.  M. 

SUN  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near : 
O  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep. 

Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

i  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  thine 
Have  spurned,  to-day,  the  voice  divine. 


Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  AVatch  by  the  sick ;  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  thy  bounteous  store ; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night. 

Like  infant  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

6  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take ; 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love. 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

John  Keble. 


823  L.  M. 

OGOD,  my  God,  my  all  thou  art! 
Ere  shines  the  dawn  of  rising  day, 
Thy  sovereign  light  within  my  heart, 
Thy  all-enliv'ning  power,  display. 

2  For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pant, 

While  in  this  desert  land  I  live ; 
And  hungry  as  I  am,  and  faint. 
Thy  love  alone  can  comfort  give. 

3  More  dear  than  life  itself,  thy  love 

My  heart  and  tongue  shall  still  employ, 
And  to  declare  thy  praise  will  prove 
My  peace,  my  glory,  and  my  joy. 

4  In  blessing  thee  with  grateful  songs, 

My  happy  life  shall  glide  away ; 
The  praise  that  to  thy  name  belongs, 
Hourly  with  lifted  hands  I'll  pay. 
From  the  Spanish.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 


824  L.  M. 

OTHOU  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess. 
In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh. 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 


256 


THE  CLOSET. 


2  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart, 

My  gearch  let  heavenly  wiiTrlom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 

3  Then  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 
Philip  Doddridge. 


825  L.  M. 

FORTH  in  thy  name,  0  Lord,  I  go, 
My  daily  labor  to  pursue ; 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know 
In  all  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  Thee  may  I  set  at  my  right  hand. 

Whose  eyes  my  inmost  substance  see; 
And  labor  on  at  thy  command. 
And  offer  all  my  works  to  thee. 

Churlc3  Wesley. 


826  8«,  -«• 

SILENTLY  the  shades  of  evening 
Gather  round  my  lonely  tloor; 
Silently  they  bring  before  nu; 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2  O  the  lost,  the  tinforgottcn ! 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot — 
O  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely ! 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

AVhere  our  Pi)irits  only  blend  ; 
They,  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble, 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  mem'ries  cluster, 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past, 
Pointing  up  to  that  fair  haven 
"We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

Christop?irr  C  Cur. 


827  L.  M. 

0  HAPPY  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  ray  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  rai)ture8  all  abroad. 
Happy,  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away: 
He  tiuight  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  Him  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house. 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 
Happy  day,  &c. 

3  'Tis  done ;  the  great  transaction's  done  ! 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  ho  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on. 
Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
Happy  day,  <tc. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  center, rest: 
AVith  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
AVhen  called  on  angels'  bread  to  feiu^t? 
Happy  day,  &c. 

5  Pligh  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow  , 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear. 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 
Happy  day,  Sec. 

I'hilip  Doddrxdyc . 


S28  los. 

AlUDE  with  me  :  fast  falls  the  eventid(> ; 
The  darkness  deepens;  Lord,  with  me 
abide ! 
When  other  lielpers  fail,  and  cnn)fort.s  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  O  abide  with  me! 


THE  CLOSET. 


257 


2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day : 
Earth's  joys   grow  dim,  its  glories  pass 

away; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see; 

0  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour ; 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can 

be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide 

with  me  1 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness ; 
Where  is  death's  sting  ?  where,  grave,  thy 

victory  ? 

1  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

6  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes ; 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point  me  to 

the  skies ; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain 

shadows  flee ; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me ! 
Henry  Francis  Lyte. 


829  L.  M. 

LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine. 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  would  I  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace  ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  hy  Immanuel's  blood, 

3  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity ; 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal. 
Now  will  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 
17 


4  Here  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God  ; 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

h  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 
The  great  engagement  to  perform ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 

Samuel  Davies. 


830  L.  M. 

ANGEL  of  covenanted  grace, 
Come,  and  thy  healing  power  infuse ; 
Descend  in  thine  own  time,  and  bless, 
And  give  the  means  their  hallowed  use. 

2  Obedient  to  thy  will  alone, 

To  thee  in  means  I  calmly  fly ; 
My  life,  I  know,  is  not  my  own, 
To  God  I  live,  to  God  I  die. 

3  Thy  holy  will  be  ever  mine : 

If  thou  on  earth  detain  me  still, 
1 1)0W,  and  bless  the  grace  divine, — 
I  suffer  all  thy  holy  will. 

4  I  come,  if  thou  my  strength  restore. 

To  serve  thee  with  my  strength  renewed ; 
Grant  me  but  this,  I  ask  no  more — 
To  spend  and  to  be  spent  for  God. 

Charles  Wesley^ 


831  L.  M. 

GOD  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days, 
My   grateful   powers    shall   sound   thy 
praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  op'ning  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises  raised  on  high 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 


258 


THE  CLOSET. 


3  "UHien  death  o'er  nature  sluUl  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thank-^  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  O,  when  that  last  confliet's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
AVith  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies ! 

5  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

Tiie  glowing  seraphs  round  the  throne. 

0  The  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give 
Long  as  a  deatldess  soul  shall  live : 
A  work  so  sweet,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  and  crowns  eternity. 

Philip  Doddridge, 


832  c.  M. 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise ! 

2  O  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart? 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there ! 

3  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ : 
Ifor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart. 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distont  worlds, 
The  pleasing  theme  renew. 

5  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  thy  works  no  more, 
My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
Thv  mercies  shall  adore. 


0  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
A  grateful  song  I'll  raise ; 
But  0 !  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

Joseph  Addison. 


833  c.  M. 

171ATIIER,  into  thy  hands  alone 
I  have  my  all  restored ; 
^NI}'  all  thy  property  I  own. 
The  steward  of  the  Lord. 

2  Hereafter  none  can  take  away 

INIy  life,  or  goods,  or  fame ; 

Ready  at  thy  command  to  lay 

Them  down  I  always  am. 

3  Confiding  in  thy  only  love, 

Through  Him  who  died  for  me, 
I  wait  thy  faithfuln&ss  to  prove. 
And  give  back  all  to  thee. 

4  Determined  all  thy  will  t'  obey. 

Thy  blessings  I  restore ; 
Give,  Lord,  or  take  thy  gifts  away, 
I  praise  thee  evermore. 

Charles  Wesley. 


834  7s,  6s,  7,  8. 

LO !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 
The  master's  blessM  will — 
Him  in  outward  works  pursue. 
And  serve  his  pleasure  still. 
Faithful  to  my  Lord's  commands, 

I  still  would  choose  the  better  part; 
Serve  with  careful  Martha's  hands, 
And  lo\ing  ^Mary's  heart. 

2  Careful  without  care  I  am. 
Nor  feel  my  happy  toil : 
Kept  in  peace  by  Jesus'  name, 
Supported  by  his  smile ; 


THE  CLOSET. 


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Joyful  thus  my  faith  to  show, 
I  find  his  service  my  reward : 

Every  work  I  do  below, 
I  do  it  to  the  Lord. 

Charles  Wesley. 


835  L  M.    61. 

IN  age  and  feebleness  extreme, 
Who  shall  a  helpless  worm  redeem  ? 
Jesus,  my  only  hope  thou  art. 
Strength  of  my  failing  flesh  and  heart ! 
O  could  I  catch  a  smile  from  thee, 

And  drop  into  eternity ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


836 


READY  for  my  earthen  bed, 
Let  me  rest  my  fainting  head, 
Welcome  life's  expected  close, 
Sink  in  permanent  repose. 

2  Jesus'  blood,  to  which  I  fly, 
Doth  my  conscience  purify, 
Signs  my  weary  soul's  release, 
Bids  me  now  depart  in  peace. 

3  Thus  do  I  my  bed  prepare ; 

O  how  soft  when  Christ  is  there ! 
Calm  I  lay  my  body  down, 
Rise  to  an  immortal  crown. 

Charles  Wesley. 


837  s.  M. 

EQUIP  me  for  the  war. 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight ; 
My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare. 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought ; 
My  whole  of  sin  remove ; 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 


3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind. 

Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee  I 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  O  may  I  love  like  thee! 

In  all  thy  footsteps  tread  ! 
Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 
But  nothing  thou  hast  made. 

5  O  may  I  learn  the  art, 

With  meekness  to  reprove ; 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

838  L.M. 

JESUS,  the  weary  wand'rer's  rest, 
Give  me  thy  easy  yoke  to  bear : 
With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast. 
With  spotless  love  and  lowly  fear. 

2  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee. 

Prepared  and  mingled  by  thy  skill : 
Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  soul  to  heal. 

3  Be  thou,  0  Rock  of  ages,  nigh ! 

So  shall  each  murm'ring  thought  begone ; 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care,  shall  fly 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "  Peace! " 

Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "  Be  still ! " 
Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is. 
For  all  things  serve  thy  sovereign  will. 
Charles  Wesley. 

839  c.  p.  M. 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot ! 
How  fi-ee  from  every  anxious  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell. 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 


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2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 

Go,  by  angel  guards  attended. 

Already  saved  from  low  design, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus,  go! 

From  every  creature-love ! 

Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above. 

My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

Shows  the  purchiuse  of  his  merit. 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue  ; 

2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion. 

A  liappiness  beyond  the  view 

To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast. 

Of  those  that  basely  pant 

To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen ; 

To  his  everlasting  rest : 

Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

Bear  a  momentiry  jniin  ; 

4  No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess. 

Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory  ; 

No  cottage  in  this  wilderness : 

Sufl'er,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

A  poor  wayfaring  man. 

Charles  Wesley. 

I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below ; 

Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro. 

841                   8s,  7s.    D. 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

r\  THE  hour  when  this  material 
w    Shall  have  vanished  as  a  cloud, 

5  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  ; 

A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown. 

When  amid  the  wide  ethereal 

I  all  their  goods  despise : 

All  th'  invisible  shall  crowd, — 

I  trami)le  on  their  whole  delight. 

And  the  naked  soul,  surrounded 

And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight. 

With  realities  unknown. 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

Triuni]ih  in  the  view  unbounded. 

6  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair ; 

Feel  herself  with  God  alone  ! 

My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there. 

2  In  that  sudden,  strange  transition, 

And  my  abiding  home; 

By  what  new  and  finer  sense 

For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 

Shall  she  grasp  the  mighty  vision, 

And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  receive  its  influence  ? 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come ! 

Angels,  guard  the  new  immort^d. 

7  I  come— thy  servant,  Lord,  replies— 

Through  the  wonder-teeming  si)aoe. 

I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

To  the  everlasting  portiil, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest! 

To  the  spirit's  resting-jilace. 

Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end  ; 

3  Will  she,  then,  with  fond  emotion. 

Now,  0  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Aught  of  human  love  retain  ? 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

Or,  absorbed  in  pure  devotion. 

John  Wesley. 

Will  no  earthly  trace  remain? 

Can  the  grave  those  ties  dissever, 

840                   8s,  7s.    D. 

With  the  ver\'  heart-strings  twined? 

TJAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 
n  All  thy  mourning  days  below ; 

Must  slie  part,  and  part  forever. 

With  the  friends  she  leaves  behind? 

THE  CLOSET. 


261 


4  No  :  the  past  she  still  remembers ; 

Faith  and  hope,  surviving  too, 
Ever  watch  those  sleeping  embers, 

AVhich  must  rise  and  live  anew  : 
For  the  widowed,  lonely  spirit. 

Waiting  to  be  clothed  afresh, 
Longs  perfection  to  inherit, 

And  to  triumph  in  the  flesh. 

5  Angels,  let  the  ransomed  stranger 

In  your  tender  care  be  blest ; 
Hoping,  trusting,  safe  from  danger. 

Till  the  trumpet  end  her  rest — 
Till  the  trump,  which  shakes  creation. 

Through  the  circling  heavens  shall  roll, 
Till  the  day  of  consummation, 

Till  the  bridal  of  the  soul. 

6  Can  I  trust  a  fellow-being  ? 

Can  I  trust  an  angel's  care  ? 
O  thou  merciful  All-seeing ! 

Beam  around  my  spirit  there. 
Jesus,  blessed  Mediator, 

Thou  the  airy  path  hast  trod : 
Thou,  the  Judge,  the  Consummator ! 

Shepherd  of  the  fold  of  God ! 

7  Blessed  fold !  no  foe  can  enter ; 

And  no  friend  departeth  thence ; 
Jesus  is  their  sun,  their  center. 

And  their  shield,  Omnipotence. 
Blessed !  for  the  Lamb  shall  feed  them, 

All  their  tears  shall  wipe  away ; 
To  the  living  fountains  lead  them, 

Till  fruition's  perfect  day. 


Lo !  it  comes,  that  day  of  wonder ; 

Louder  chorals  shake  the  skies ; 
Hades'  gates  are  burst  asunder ; 

See  !  the  new-clothed  myriads  rise; 
Thought,  repress  thy  weak  endeavor ; 

Here  must  reason  prostrate  fall : 
0  th'  ineffable /orever. 

And  th'  eternal  All  in  all  ! 

Josiah  Conder. 


842  7s,  8s,  6s. 

VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame ! 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling'ring,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark !  they  whisper  !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away ! " 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite — 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight. 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath — 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes,  it  disappears ! 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  !  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring ! 
Lend,  lend  your  wings !  I  mount !  I  fly ! 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

O  death,  w^here  is  thy  sting  ? 

A  lexander  Pope, 


SUPPLEMENT. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


843  c.M.  D. 

1  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
La)'^  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was. 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad ; 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place. 
And  he  hath  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live ! " 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  Light ; 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 

And  all  the  day  be  bright !  " 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk. 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

Horatius  Bonar, 


844 

THERE  were  ninety  and  nine  that  safely 
lay 
In  the  shelter  of  the  fold, 
(2G2) 


But  one  was  out  on  the  hills  away, 
Far  off  from  the  gates  of  gold — 
Away  on  the  mountjiins  wild  and  bare. 
Away  from  the  tender  Sliepherd's  care. 

2  "Lord,  thou   hast  here  thy   ninety  and 

nine; 
Are  they  not  enough  for  thee?" 
But  the  Shepherd  made  answer :  "  This  of 
mine 
Htus  wandered  away  from  me ; 
And  although  the  road  be  rough  and  steep, 
I  go  to  the  desert  to  find  my  sheep." 

3  But  none  of  the  ransomed  ever  knew 

How  deep  were  the  waters  crossed  ; 
Nor  how  dark  was  the  night  that  the  Lord 
passed  through 

Ere  he  found  his  sheep  that  was  lost. 
Out  in  the  desert  he  heard  its  cry — 
Sick  and  helpless,  and  ready  to  die. 

4  "  Lord,  whence  are  those  blood-drops  all 

the  way 
That  mark  out  the  mount;iin's  track?" 
"They  were  shed  for  one  wlio  had  gone 
astray 
Ere  the  Shepherd  could  bring  him  back." 
"  Ix)rd,  whence  are  thy  hands  so  rent  and 

torn?" 
"They  are  pierced  to-night  by  many  a 
thorn." 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


263 


5  But  all  thro'  the  mountains,  thunder-riven, 
And  up  from  the  rocky  steep, 
There  rose  a  cry  to  the  gate  of  heaven, 
"  Rejoice !  I  have  found  my  sheep !  " 
And  the  angels  echoed  around  the  throne, 
"  Rejoice,  for  the  Lord  brings  back  his  own ! " 
Elizabeth  C.  Clephane. 


845 

SAY,  where  is  thy  refiige,  my  brother, 
And  what  is  thy  prospect  to-day  ? 
Why  toil  for  the  wealth  that  will  perish. 

The  treasures  that  rust  and  decay  ? 
O  think  of  thy  soul,  that  forever 

Must  live  on  eternity's  shore. 
When  thou  in  the  dust  art  forgotten, 
When  pleasures  can  charm  thee  no  more. 

Refrain. 

'Twill  profit  thee  nothing,  but  fearful  the 

cost, 
To  gain  the  whole  world,  if  thy  soul  should 

be  lost ! 

2  The  Master  is  calling  thee,  brother, 

In  tones  of  compassion  and  love, 
To  feel  that  sweet  rapture  of  pardon. 

And  lay  up  thy  treasure  above : 
0  kneel  at  the  cross  where  he  suflTered, 

To  ransom  thy  soul  from  the  grave  ; 
The  arm  of  his  mercy  will  hold  thee, 

The  arm  that  is  mighty  to  save. 

3  The  summer  is  waning,  my  brother. 

Repent,  ere  the  season  is  past : 
God's  goodness  to  thee  is  extended. 

As  long  as  the  day-beam  shall  last ; 
Then  slight  not  the  warning  repeated 

With  all  the  bright  moments  that  roll. 
Nor  say,  when  the  harvest  is  ended, 

That  no  one  hath  cared  for  thy  soul. 

Fannie  J.  Crosby. 


846 

JESUS,  gracious  One,  calleth  now  to  thee, 
"  Come,  O  sinner,  come ! " 
Calls  so  tenderly,  calls  so  lovingly, 

"Now,  O  sinner,  come." 
Words  of  peace  and  blessing, 
Christ's  own  love  confessing. 

Refrain. 
Hear  the  sweet  voice  of  Jesus, 
Full,  full  of  love ; 
Calling  tenderly,  calling  lovingly, 
"  Come,  O  sinner,  come." 

2  Still  he  waits  for  thee,  pleading  patiently, 

"  Come,  O  come  to  me ! " 
"  Heavy-laden  one,  I  thy  grief  have  borne, 

Come  and  rest  in  me." 
Words  with  love  o'erflowing, 
Life  and  bliss  bestowing. 

3  Weary,  sin-sick  soul,  called  so  graciously, 

Canst  thou  dare  refuse  ? 
Mercy  offered  thee,  freely,  tenderly, 

Wilt  thou  still  abuse? 
Come,  for  time  is  flying, 
Haste,  thy  lamp  is  dying. 

Mrs.  S.  A .  Collins. 


847 

ARE  you  staying,  safely  staying. 
In  the  tender  Shepherd's  peaceful  fold  ? 
No,  I'm  straying,  sadly  straying, 
On  the  lonely  mountains,  dark  and  cold. 

Refrain. 
On  your  ear  his  loving  tones  are  fall- 
ing, 
For  he  seeks  you,  wheresoe'er  you 

roam  ; 
Hear  him  calling,  sweetly  calling. 
As  he  bids  his  wandering  sheep  come 
home. 


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2  Are  you  hearing,  gladly  hearing, 

How  he  bids  his  folded  flock  rejoice  ? 
No,  I'm  fearing,  sadly  fearing — 
I  have  followed  far  the  stranger's  voice. 

3  Are  you  roaming,  longer  roaming, 

In  the  cold,  dark  night  of  doubt  and  sin  ? 
No,  I'm  coming,  quickly  coming ! 
Open  door,  make  haste  to  let  me  in ! 

Mary  B.  C.  Slade. 


848 

THE  mistakes  of  my  life  have  been  many, 
But  the  sins  of  my  heart  have  been 
more ; 
And  I  scarcely  can  see  for  my  weeping, 
But  I'll  knock  at  the  open  door. 

Refrain. 
I  know  I  am  sinful  and  unworthy, 

And  now  I  feel  it  more  and  more. 
But  Jesus  invites  me  to  come  in,  come  in ; 

I  will  enter  the  open  door. 

2  I  am  lowest  of  those  who  would  love  him; 

I  am  weakest  of  those  who  would  pray ; 
But  I  come  to  him  as  he  has  bidden. 
And  I  know  he'll  not  say  me  nay. 

3  My  mistakes  his  free  grace  now  will  cover, 

And  my  sins  he  will  wash  all  away ; 
And  the  feet  that  now  stumble  and  falter, 
Soon  may  enter  the  gate  of  day. 

4  The  mistakes  of  my  life  have  been  many, 

And  my  spirit  is  weary  with  sin ; 
Though  I  scarcely  can  see  for  my  weeping. 
Yet  the  Saviour  will  let  me  in. 

Urania  Locke  Bailey. 


849  L.M.   01. 

MY  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness ; 
I  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame. 


But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name : 
On  Ciirist,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  scorns  to  veil  his  face, 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace  : 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gJile, 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  veil : 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

3  His  oath,  his  covenant,  and  blood, 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood : 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stiiy : 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand ; 
All  other  gromid  is  sinking  sand. 

Edward  Mote. 


850 

LORD,  T  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free ; 
Showers,  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  some  drops  now  fall  on  me. 
Even  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Father, 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be; 
Thou  miglit'st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  thy  mercy  fall  on  me, 
Even  me. 

3  Pass  me  not,  0  tender  Saviour, 

Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee ; 
I  am  longing  for  thy  favor; 
Whilst  thou  'rt  calling,  O  call  me, 
Even  me. 

4  Pass  me  not,  0  mighty  Spirit, 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see ; 
Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me, 
Even  me. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


265 


5  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless  ; 

Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free ; 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless : — 
Magnify  them  all  in  me. 
Even  me. 

6  Pass  me  not,  thy  lost  one  bringing, 

Bind  my  heart,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 

While  the  streams  of  life  are  springing, 

Blessing  others,  0  bless  me, 

Even  me. 

Elizabeth  Codner. 


851 


I  NEED  thee  every  hour, 
Most  gracious  Lord ; 
No  tender  voice  like  thine 
Can  peace  afford. 

Refrain. 

I  need  thee,  O  I  need  thee ; 

Every  hour  I  need  thee  ; 
O  bless  me  now,  my  Saviour ! 

I  come  to  thee. 

2  I  need  thee  every  hour ; 

Stay  thou  near  by ; 
Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  thou  art  nigh. 

3  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain ; 
Come  quickly  and  abide, 
Or  life  is  vain. 

4  I  need  thee  every  hour ; 

Teach  me  thy  will ; 
And  thy  rich  promises 
In  me  fulfill. 

5  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

Most  Holy  One ; 
O  make  me  thine  indeed, 
Thou  blessed  Son ! 

Annie  Sherwood  Hawks. 


852 


PASS  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 
Hear  my  humble  cry ; 
While  on  others  thou  art  calling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

Refrain. 
Saviour,  Saviour, 

Hear  my  humble  cry ; 
While  on  others  thou  art  calling, 

Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief; 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition. 
Help  my  unbelief. 

3  Trusting  only  in  thy  merit. 

Would  I  seek  thy  face ; 
Heal  my  wounded,  broken  spirit ; 
Save  me  by  thy  grace. 

4  Thou  the  spring  of  all  my  comfort, 

More  than  life  to  me. 
Whom  have  I  on  earth  beside  thee? 
Whom  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 

Funny  J.  Crosby. 


85^ 

THERE  is  a  gate  that  stands  ajar. 
And  through  its  portals  gleaming, 
A  radiance  from  the  cross  afar, 
The  Saviour's  love  revealing. 

Refrain. 

O  depth  of  mercy !  can  it  be 
That  gate  was  left  ajar  for  me  ? 
For  me,  for  me  ? 
Was  left  ajar  for  me  ? 

2  That  gate  ajar  stands  free  for  all 
Who  seek  through  it  salvation ; 
The  rich  and  poor,  the  great  and  small. 
Of  every  tribe  and  nation. 


266 


SUPPLEMENT. 


3  Press  onward,  then,  though  foes  may  frown, 

While  mercy's  gjite  is  open ; 
Accept  the  cro^s,  and  win  the  crown, 
Love's  everlasting  token. 

4  Beyond  the  river's  brink  we'll  lay 

The  cross  that  here  is  given, 
And  bear  the  crown  of  life  away, 
And  love  him  more  in  heaven. 

Lydia  Baxter. 


854  s.M.  D. 

I  WAS  a  wandering  sheep, 
I  did  not  love  the  fold, 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  Avould  not  be  controlled ; 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep. 

The  Father  sought  his  child  ; 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill. 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild  : 
He  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished,  and  faint,  and  lone ; 
He  lx)und  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 

He  saved  the  wandering  one. 

3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is  ; 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole: 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheei> ; 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  love  the  peaceful  fold : 


No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam ; 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice, 

I  love,  1  love  his  home ! 

Jloralius  lionar. 


855  S.M.  D. 

'  *  *  T  ,L  things  are  ready,"  come. 


'A'; 


Come  to  the  supper  spread ; 
Come,  rich  and  poor,  come,  old  and  young. 

Come,  and  be  richly  fed. 
"All  things  are  ready,"  come. 

The  invitivtion's  given. 
Through  him  who  now  m  glory  sits 

At  God's  right  hand  in  heaven. 

2  "All  things  are  ready,"  come. 
The  door  is  open  wide ; 
O  feast  upon  the  love  of  God, 

For  Christ,  his  Son,  has  died. 
"All  things  are  ready,"  come. 

To-morrow  may  not  be ; 
O  sinner,  come,  the  Saviour  waits 
This  hour  to  welcome  thee. 

A  Ibert  Midlane, 


856  7s,  6s. 

How  lost  was  my  condition, 
Till  Jesus  made  me  whole ! 
There  is  but  one  Physician 
Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 

Refrain. 
There's  a  balm  in  Gilead 

To  make  the  wounded  whole; 
There's  power  enough  in  Jesus 

To  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 

2  Next  door  to  death  he  found  me. 
And  snatched  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


267 


3  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light  compared  with  sin ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 
But  rages  most  within. 

4  'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness,  all  combined ; 
And  none  but  a  believer 
The  least  relief  can  find. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 
And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 

6  Come,  then,  to  this  Physician ; 

His  help  he'll  freely  give ; 

He  makes  no  hard  condition  ; 

'Tis  only — look  and  live ! 

John  Newton. 


857 

LORD  Jesus,  T  long  to  be  perfectly  whole ; 
I  want  thee  forever  to  live  in  my  soul ; 
Break  down  every  idol,  cast  out  every  foe : 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

Refrain. 

Whiter  than  snow,  yes,  whiter  than  snow ; 

0  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  look  down  from  thy  throne  in 

the  skies, 
And  help  me  to  make  a  complete  sacrifice; 

1  give  up  myself,  and  whatever  I  know: 

0  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  for  this  I  most  humbly  en- 

treat ; 

1  wait,  blessed  Lord,  at  thy  crucified  feet. 
By   faith,   for   my  cleansing;   I   see   thy 

blood  flow : 
0  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 


4  Lord  Jesus,  thou  seest  I  patiently  wait ; 
Come  now,  and  within  me  a  new  heart 

create ; 
To    those  who   have   sought   thee,   thou 

never  said'st  No : 
0  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

James  Nicholson. 


858 

I  HEAR  thy  welcome  voice. 
That  calls  me.  Lord,  to  thee : 
For  cleansing  in  thy  precious  blood, 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

Refrain. 
I  am  coming,  Lord ! 

Coming  now  to  thee ! 
Wash  me,  cleanse  me,  in  the  blood 

That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

2  Though  coming  weak  and  vile. 

Thou  dost  my  strength  assure  ; 
Thou  dost  my  vileness  fully  cleanse, 
Till  spotless,  all,  and  pure. 

3  'Tis  Jesus  calls  me  on 

To  perfect  faith  and  love, 
To  perfect  hope,  and  jDcace,  and  trusty 
For  earth  and  heaven  above. 

•4  'Tis  Jesus  who  confirms. 
The  blessed  work  within. 
By  adding  grace,  to  welcomed  grace. 
Where  reigned  the  power  of  sin. 

5  And  he  the  witness  gives 

To  loyal  hearts  and  free. 
That  every  promise  is  fulfilled. 
If  faith  but  brings  the  plea. 

6  All  hail !  atoning  blood ! 

All  hail !  redeeming  grace ! 
All  hail !  the  gift  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
Our  strength  and  righteousness. 

Leiris  Harlsough, 


268 


SUPrLEMENT. 


859 

I  WAS  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour, 
And  as  vile  as  a  sinner  could  be ; 
I  wondered  if  Christ  the  Redeemer 
Could  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

2  I  wandered  on  in  the  darkness, 

Not  a  ray  of  light  could  I  see, 
And  the  thought  filled  my  heart  with  sad- 
ness, 
There's  no  hope  for  a  sinner  like  me. 

3  And  then,  in  that  dark,  lonely  hour, 

A  voice  whispered  sweetly  to  me, 
Saying,  Christ  the  Redeemer  has  power. 
To  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

4  I  listened,  and  lo !  'twas  the  Saviour 

That  was  speaking  so  kindly  to  me ; 
I  cried,  I'm  the  chief  of  sinners. 
Thou  canst  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

6  I  then  fully  trusted  in  Jesus, 

And  O  what  a  joy  came  to  me  ; 
My  lieart  was  filled  with  his  praises, 
For  saving  a  sinner  like  me. 

6  No  longer  in  darkness  I'm  walking, 

For  the  light  is  now  shining  on  me. 
And  now  unto  others  I'm  telling. 
Plow  he  saved  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

7  And  when  life's  journey  is  over. 

And  I  the  dear  Saviour  shall  see, 
I'll  praise  him  forever  and  ever. 
For  saving  a  sinner  like  me. 

Charles  J.  Butler. 


860 

Br^ESSED  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine  1 
O  what  a  foretaste  of  glory  divine! 
Heir  of  salvation,  purchase  of  God, 
Born  of  his  Spirit,  washed  in  his  blood. 
liefrain. 
This  is  my  story,  this  is  mj'  song. 
Praising  my  Saviour  all  the  day  long. 


2  Perfect  submission,  perfect  delight. 
Visions, of  rapture  burst  on  my  sight. 
Angels  descending,  bring  from  above. 
Echoes  of  mercy,  whispers  of  love. 

3  Perfect  submission,  all  is  at  rest, 

I  in  my  Saviour  am  happy  and  blest, 
Watching  anil  waiting,  looking  above. 
Filled  with  his  goodness,  lost  in  his  love. 
Funny  J.  Crosby. 


861  LM. 

HE  leadeth  me !  O  blessed  thought ! 
O  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be. 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Refrain. 
He  leadeth  me,  leadeth  me ; 

He  leadeth  me, 
By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troul)led  sea — 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me ! 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine. 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see. 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me ! 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done. 
When,  by  thy  grace,  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee. 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 

Joseph  Henry  Qilmore. 


862 

MASTER,  the  tempest  is  raging! 
The  billows  are  tossing  liigh  ! 
The  sky  is  o'ershadowed  with  blackness, 
No  shelter  or  help  is  nigh  ; 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


269 


"  Carest  thou  not  that  we  perish  ? 

How  canst  thou  lie  asleep, 
When  each  moment  so  madly  is  threat'ning 
A  grave  in  the  angry  deep  ? 
Refrain. 
"  The  winds  and  the  waves  shall  obey  my 
will, 
Peace,  be  still ! 
Whether  the  wrath  of  the  storm-tossed  sea, 
Or  demons,  or  men,  or  whatever  it  be. 
No  water  can  swallow  the  ship  where  lies, 
The  Master  of  ocean,  and  earth,  and  skies; 
They  all  shall  sweetly  obey  my  will ; 
Peace,  be  still !    Peace,  be  still ! " 

2  Master,  with  anguish  of  spirit, 

I  bow  in  my  grief  to-day ; 
The  depths  of  my  sad  heart  are  troubled ; 

O  waken  and  save,  I  pray ! 
Torrents  of  sin  and  of  anguish 

Sweep  o'er  my  sinking  soul ; 
And  I  perish !  I  perish,  dear  Master ! 

0  hasten,  and  take  control ! 

3  Master,  the  terror  is  over. 

The  elements  sweetly  rest; 
Earth's  sun  in  the  calm  lake  is  mirrored, 

And  heaven's  within  my  breast: 
Linger,  O  blessed  Redeemer, 

Leave  me  alone  no  more ; 
And  with  joy  I  shall  make  the  blest  harbor. 

And  rest  on  the  blissful  shore. 

Mary  A.  Baker. 

863  6s,  4s,  6s. 

FADE,  fade,  each  earthly  joy, 
Jesus  is  mine ; 
Break  every  tender  tie, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
Earth  has  no  resting-place, 
Jesus  alone  can  bless, 
Jesus  is  mine. 


2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Here  would  I  ever  stay, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Perishing  things  of  clay. 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 

Jes-us  is  mine ; 
Lost  in  this  dawning  bright, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried 
Left  but  a  dismal  void; 
Jesus  has  satisfied ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

4  Farewell,  mortality, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Welcome,  eternity, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Welcome,  O  loved  and  blest. 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest. 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

June  Catherine  Bonar, 


864 


I 


AM  coming  to  the  cross ; 

I  am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blind ; 
I  am  counting  all  but  dross, 

I  shall  full  salvation  find. 

Refrain. 
I  am  trusting.  Lord,  in  thee ; 
Blest  Lamb  of  Calvary  ; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow. 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee, 
Long  has  evil  reigned  within  ; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, — 
"  I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin." 


270 


SUPPLEMENT. 


3  Here  I  jrive  my  all  to  thee, 

866 

Friends,  and  time,  and  earthly  store ; 

TESUS,  keep  me  near  the  cross, 
0     There  a  i)recious  fountixin. 

Soul  and  body  tliine  to  be, — 

Wholly  thine  for  evermore. 

Free  to  all,  a  liealing  stream, 

4  In  thy  promises  I  trust, 

Flows  from  Calvary's  mountain. 

Now  I  feel  tlio  l)lood  api)lied : 

Refrain. 

I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

In  the  cross,  in  the  cross, 

I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 

Be  my  glory  ever ; 

5  Jesus  comes  !  he  fills  my  soul ! 

Till  my  raptured  soul  shall  find 

Perfected  in  liini  I  am  ; 

Rest  beyond  the  river. 

I  am  every  whit  made  whole ; 

2  Near  the  cross,  a  trembling  soul, 

Glory,  glory  to  tlie  Lamb. 

Love  and  mercy  found  me  ; 

William  McDonald. 

There  the  bright  and  n)orning  star 

Shed  its  beams  around  me. 

865 

3  Near  the  cross !  0  Lamb  of  God, 

TN  some  way  or  other 
i-  The  Lord  will  provide ; 

Bring  its  scenes  before  me ; 

Help  me  walk  from  day  to  day, 

It  may  not  be  my  way. 

AVith  its  shadows  o'er  me. 

It  may  not  be  thy  way ; 

4  Near  the  cross  I'll  watch  and  wait. 

And  yet,  in  Ms  o^im  way, 

Hoping,  trusting  ever, 

"The  Lord  will  provide." 

Till  I  reach  the  golden  strand, 

Just  beyond  the  river. 

2  At  some  time  or  other 

Fanny  J,  Crosby. 

The  Lord  will  provide ; 

It  may  not  be  my  time. 

867 

It  may  not  be  thy  time ; 
And  yet,  in  his  own  time, 

A  SOIMETIMES  the  shadows  are  deep, 
\J    And  rough  seems  the  path  to  the  goal. 

"  The  Lord  will  provide." 

And  sorrows,  sometimes  how  they  sweep 

3  Despond  then  no  longer : 

Like  tempests  down  over  the  soul. 

The  Lord  will  provide; 

lief  rain. 

And  tliis  be  the  token — 

0  then  to  the  Rock  let  me  fly, 

No  word  he  hath  spoken 

To  the  Rock  that  is  higlier  than  I. 

Was  ever  yet  broken, — 

2  0  sometimes  how  long  seems  the  day, 

"The  Lord  will  provide." 

And  sometimes  how  weary  my  feet; 

4  March  on  then  right  boldly; 

But  toiling  in  life's  dusty  way. 

The  sea  shall  divide ; 

The  Rock's  blessed  shadow,  how  sweet! 

The  pathway  made  glorious, 

3  0  near  to  the  Rock  let  me  keep, 

AVith  shoutings  victorious, 

If  blessings  or  sorrows  prevail ; 

We'll  join  in  the  chorus. 

Or  climbintr  the  mountsiin  way  steep, 

"The  Lord  will  provide." 

Or  walking  the  sliadowy  vale. 

Mrs.  M.  A.  W.Cooke. 

E.  Johnson. 

MISCELLANEOUS. 


271 


868 

SWEETLY,  Lord,  have  we  heard  thee  call- 
ing 
Come,  follow  me ! 
And  we  see  where  thy  foot-prints  falling, 
Lead  us  to  thee. 

Refrain. 

Foot-prints  of  Jesus,  that  make  the  path- 
way glow ; 

We  will  follow  the  steps  of  Jesus  where'er 
they  go. 

2  Though  they  lead  o'er  the  cold,  dark  mount- 

ains, 
Seeking  his  sheep ; 
Or  along  by  Siloam's  fountains, 
Helping  the  weak. 

3  If  they  lead  through  the  temple  holy. 

Preaching  the  word ; 
Or  in  homes  of  the  poor  and  lowly, 
Serving  the  Lord. 

4  Though,  dear  Lord,  in  thy  pathway  keep- 

ing, 

We  follow  thee ; 
Through  the  gloom  of  that  place  of  weep- 
ing, 

Gethsemane  I 

5  If  thy  way  and  its  sorrows  bearing, 

We  go  again. 
Up  the  slope  of  the  hill-side,  bearing 
Our  cross  of  pain. 

6  By  and  by,  through  the  shining  portals. 

Turning  our  feet. 
We  shall  walk  with  the  glad  immortals 
Heaven's  golden. street. 

7  Then  at  last,  when  on  high  he  sees  us, 

Our  journey  done, 
We  will  rest  where  the  steps  of  Jesus 
End  at  his  throne. 

Mary  B.  C.  Slade. 


869 

WE  praise  thee,  O  God !  for  the  Son  of 
thy  love, 
For  Jesus  who  died,  and  is  now  gone  above. 
Be/rain. 
Hallelujah  !  thine  the  glory, 

HaUelujah !    Amen. 
Hallelujah !  thine  the  glory. 
Revive  us  again. 

2  We  praise  thee,  0  God !  for  thy  Spirit  of 

light. 
Who  has  shown  us  our  Saviour,  and  scat- 
tered our  night. 

3  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that  was 

slain, 
Wlio   has   borne   all   our   sins,  and    has 
cleansed  every  stain. 

4  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  God  of  all  grace, 
Who  has  bought  us,  and  sought  us,  and 

guided  our  ways. 

5  Eevive  us  again ;  fill  each  heart  with  thy 

love ; 

May  each  soul  be  rekindled  with  fire  from 

above. 

William  Baton  Mackay. 


870 

MARY  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 
Hastened  at  the  early  dawn, 
Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfume. 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 
For  awhile  she  ling'ring  stood. 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise, 
Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 
Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice ; 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead. 
Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice ; 


272 


SUPPLEMENT. 


What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 
Turning  darkness  into  day  I 

Ye  who  weeji  for  Jesns'  sake, 
lie  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 

J<jhu  JVcwton. 


871 


WHAT  wondrous  love  is  this, 
O  my  soul ! 
That  caused  the  Lord  of  bliss 
To  send  this  precious  peace 
To  my  soul ! 

2  "When  I  was  sinking  down, 

Sinking  down, 
Beneath  God's  righteous  frown, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown. 

For  my  soul. 

3  Ye  winged  seraphs,  fly. 

Bear  the  news : 
Like  comets  througli  the  sky, 
Fill  vast  eternity 

With  the  news. 

4  Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King, 

Join  the  praise : 
With  hearts  and  voices  sing, 
And  strike  each  tuneful  string, 

In  his  praise. 

5  To  God,  and  to  the  Lamb, 

I  will  sing : 
Who  is  the  great  I  AM, 
While  millions  join  the  theme, 

I  will  sing. 

6  And  when  from  death  I'm  free, 

I'll  sing  on: 

I'll  sing  and  joyful  be, 

And  til  rough  eternity 

I'll  sing  on. 

Author  Unknown. 


872 

TIIOU  my  everlasting  portion, 
!More  than  friend  or  life  to  me, 
All  along  my  pilgrim  journey, 
Saviour,  let  me  walk  with  tiiee. 

liefrain. 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee. 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee ; 
All  along  my  pilgrim  journey. 
Saviour,  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

2  Not  for  ease  or  worldly  pleasure. 

Not  for  fame  my  prayer  shall  be ; 
Gladly  will  I  toil  and  suffer. 
Only  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

Refrain. 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee; 
Gladly  will  I  toil  and  suffer. 
Only  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

3  Lead  me  through  the  vale  of  shadows, 

Bear  me  o'er  life's  fitful  sea; 
Then  the  gate  of  life  eternal, 
!May  I  enter,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Jit'frain. 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee; 
Then  the  gate  of  life  eternal, 
May  I  enter.  Lord,  with  thee. 

I'nnn!J  J.  Crosby. 


873 

I  AM  thine,  0  Lord  ;  I  have  heard  thy  voice, 
And  it  told  thy  love  to  me  ; 
liut  I  long  to  rise  in  the  arms  of  faith, 
And  be  closer  drawn  to  thee. 
li'frain. 
Draw  me  nearer,  nearer,  blessed  Lord, 
To  the  cross  where  thou  hast  died  ; 
Draw  me  nearer,  nearer,  nearer,  blessSd 
Lord, 
To  thy  ])recious  bleeding  sidi-. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


273 


2  Consecrate  me  now  to  thy  service,  Lord, 

By  the  power  of  grace  divine ; 
Let  my  soul  look  up  with  a  steadfast  hope, 
And  my  will  be  lost  in  thine. 

3  O  the  pure  delight  of  a  single  hour 

That  before  thy  throne  I  spend. 
When  I  kneel  in  prayer,  and  with  thee, 
my  God, 
I  commune  as  friend  witli  friend. 

4  There  are  depths  of  love  that  I  can  not 

know 
Till  I  cross  the  narrow  sea ; 
There  are  heights  of  joy  that  I  may  not 
reach 
Till  I  rest  in  peace  witli  thee. 

Funny  J.  Crosby. 


874  8,7. 

WHAT  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 
All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear ! 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Every  thing  to  God  in  prayer ! 
O  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

O  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Every  thing  to  God  in  prayer ! 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere? 
We  should  never  be  discouraged, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden. 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 
Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge, — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  praj'^er. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee  ? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer ; 

18 


In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  thee. 
Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

Joseph  Scriven. 


875 


I 


7s,  6s. 
LOVE  to  tell  the  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory. 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

Because  I  know  'tis  true ; 
It  satisfies  my  longings. 

As  nothing  else  can  do. 

Refrain. 

I  love  to  tell  the  story, 
'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glory, 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

2  I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

ISIore  wonderful  it  seems 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

It  did  so  much  for  me ; 
And  that  is  just  the  reason 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 

3  I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it. 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story  ; 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  Avord. 

4  I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 
To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 


274 


SUPPLEMENT. 


And  Avlien,  in  scenes  of  glorj', 
I  Anix  the  new,  new  song, 

'Twill  be— the  old,  old  Htory 
That  I  have  loved  so  long. 

J\ate  Ilankcij, 


876 

rp.VKE  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you, 
i    Child  of  sorrow  and  of  woe  ; 
It  will  joy  and  comfort  give  you, 
Take  it,  then,  where'er  you  go. 

Refrain. 

Precious  name,  0  how  sweet ! 

Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven ; 
Precious  name,  O  how  sweet ! 

Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven. 

2  Take  the  name  of  Jesus  ever, 
As  a  shield  from  every  snare ; 
If  temptations  round  you  gather, 
Breathe  that  holy  name  in  prayer. 

.3  O  the  precious  name  of  Jesus ! 

How  it  thrills  our  souls  with  joj', 
AVhen  his  loving  arms  receive  us, 
And  his  songs  our  tongues  employ ! 

4  At  the  name  of  Jesus  bowing. 
Falling  prostrate  at  his  feet. 
King  of  kings  in  heaven  we'll  crown  Him, 
"NVhen  our  journey  is  complete. 

Lydia  Baxter. 


2  Jesus,  the  Lord  of  life,  hath  spoken 

Peace  to  me,  peace  to  me ; 
Now  all  my  chains  of  sin  are  broken, 

I  am  free,  I  am  fiee : 
Poon  as  I  in  Ids  name  believed, 
His  pard'ning  grace  my  soul  received. 
And  was  from  sin  and  death  retrieved : 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 

3  This  precious  tnith,  ye  sinners  hear  it, 

]\Ien!y's  free,  mercy's  free; 
Ye  ministers  of  God  declare  it, 

]\Iercy's  free,  mercy's  free : 
Visit  the  heathen's  dark  abode, 
Proclaim  to  all  the  love  of  God, 
And  spread  the  glorious  news  abroad, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 

4  Tx)ng  as  I  live  I'll  still  be  crying, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 
And  this  shall  be  my  theme  when  dying, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 
And  when  the  vale  of  death  I've  passetl, 
AVhen  lodged  above  the  stormy  bliust, 
I'll  sing  wliile  endless  ages  last, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 

liichard  Jukes. 


877 

BY  faith  I  view  my  Saviour  dying 
On  the  tree,  on  the  tree ; 
To  every  nation  he  is  crying, 

Look  to  me,  look  to  me. 
He  bids  the  guilty  now  d*raw  near, 
Kepent,  believe,  dismiss  their  fear; 
Hark,  hark,  wliat  precious  words  I  hear 
^Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 


878 

SAVIOUR,  more  than  life  to  me, 
I  am  clinging,  clinging  close  to  thee. 
Let  thy  precious  blood  applied, 
Keep  me  ever,  ever  near  thy  side. 

Refrain. 
Every  day,  every  hour. 
Let  me  feel  thy  cleansing  power; 
]\Iay  thy  ttnider  love  to  me 
Bind  me  closer,  closer.  Lord,  to  thee. 

2  Til  rough  this  changing  world  below 
Lead  me  gently,  gently  a-s  I  go ; 
Trusting  thee,  T  cannot  stray, 
I  can  never,  never  lose  my  way. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


275 


3  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
Till  this  fleeting,  fleeting  life  is  o'er ; 
Till  my  soul  is  lost  in  love, 
In  a  brighter,  brighter  world  above. 

Fan7iy  J.  Crosby. 

879  lis. 

Y  home  is  in  heaven,  my  rest  is  not  here. 

Then  why  should  I  murmur  when  trials 

appear  ? 
Be  hushed,  my  dark  spirit,  the  worst  that 

can  come, 
But  shortens  thy  journey,  and  hastens  thee 

home. 

Refrain. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ; 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  heaven,  my 
home. 

2  It  is  not  for  me  to  be  seeking  my  bliss. 
And  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like 

this; 
I  look  for  a  city  which  hands  have  not 

piled ; 
I  pant  for  a  country  by  sin  undefiled. 

3  The  thorn  and  the  thistle  around  me  may 

grow, 
I  would  not  recline  upon  roses  below ; 
I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  my  rest, 
Till  I  find  them  forever  on  Jesus's  breast. 

4  Afl3ictions  may  try  me— they  cannot  de- 

stroy ; 
One  vision  of  home  turns  them  all  into 

joy; 

And  the  bitterest  tears  that  flow  from  mine 

eyes 
But  sweeten  my  hope  of  that  home  in  the 

skies. 

5  Let  trouble  and  danger  my  progress  op- 

pose. 
They  can  only  make  heaven  more  bright 
at  the  close ; 


Come  joy,  or  come  sorrow,  whate'er  may 

befall. 
One  moment  in  glory  will  make  up  for  all. 
Author  Unknoivn. 


880 

MY  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger. 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

Refrain. 
For  0  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over. 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 

We  may  almost  discover. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  heavenly  home  discerning; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  Xsnw^  be  burning. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 

That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest. 

Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever ; 
Our  King  says  "Come,"  and  there's  our 
home, 
Forever,  O  forever ! 

David  Nelson. 


88X  7s,  6s. 

OWHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  reign  with  him  above, 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain. 

Drink  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin. 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 


276 


SUPPLEMENT. 


2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain's  gone  before ; 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  bids  ine  not  give  o'er ; 
And,  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give. 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Shall  ever  with  him  live. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die ; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu : 
Then,  0  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  M'ay  pursue. 

4  "Whene'er  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
O  cast  your  ciire  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray: 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  liope,  and  love; 
And,  when  the  combat's  ended. 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

John  Leland. 


882 

WE  speak  of  the  land  of  the  blest, 
A  country  so  bright  and  so  fair. 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

Refrain. 

To  be  there,  to  be  there, 
O  Avhat  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

To  be  there,  to  be  there, 
O  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

2  We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold. 

Its  walls  decked  with  jewels  so  rare. 
It  wonders  and  jjleasures  untold, 
But  wliat  must  it  be  to  be  there? 


3  We  speak  of  its  peace  and  its  love. 

The  robes  wliich  tiie  glorified  wear, 
The  songs  of  the  l^lessed  above. 
But  what  must  it  l)e  to  ha  there? 

4  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  tenij)tition,  and  care. 
From  trials  witliout  and  within, 
But  what  nmst  it  be  to  Ije  there  ? 

5  Do  thou,  Lord,  midst  pleasure  or  woe, 

For  heaven  our  spirits  prepare, 

Then  shortly  we  also  shall  know, 

And/eeZ  what  it  is  to  be  there? 

Elizabeth  Mills. 


883 

WE'RE  traveling  home  to  heaven  above. 
Will  you  go  ? 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love. 

Will  you  go? 

INIillions  have  reached  that  blest  abode. 

Anointed  kings  and  priests  to  God  ; 

And  millions  more  are  on  the  road, 

Will  you  go  ? 

2  We're  going  to  see  the  "bleeding  Lamb, 

Will  you  go? 
In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his  name. 

Will  you  go? 
The  crown  of  life  we  there  sliall  wear. 
The  conq'ror's  palms  our  hands  shall  bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share, 

Will  you  go  ? 

3  We're  going  to  join  the  heavenly  choir. 

Will  you  go? 
To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre, 

AVill  you  go? 
There  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing 
Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 

Will  you  go? 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


277 


4  Ye  weary,  heavy-laden,  come. 

Will  you  go? 
In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room, 

AVill  you  go  ? 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive, 
If  thou  wilt  on  him  now  believe, 
Thy  troubled  conscience  he'll  relieve. 

Come,  believe. 

5  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain. 

Will  you  go  ? 
Repent,  believe,  be  born  again, 

Will  you  go  ? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 
"  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me, 
And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see, 

Come  to  me." 
G  O  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say, 

"  I  will  go, 
I'll  start  this  moment  on  my  way, 

Let  me  go ! 
My  old  companions,  fare  you  well, 
I  will  not  go  with  you  to  hell. 
With  Jesus  Christ  I  mean  to  dwell. 

Let  me  go !  fare  you  well ! " 

Richard  Jukes. 


884 

I  AM  far  frae  my  hame,  an'  I'm  weary  aften- 
whiles, 
For  the  langed  for  hame-bringin',  an'  my 

Father's  welcome  smiles ; 
I'll  ne'er  be  fu'  content,  until  my  een  do  see 
The  gowden  gates  of  heav'n  an'  my  ain 

countrie. 
The  earth  is   fleck'd   wi'    flowers,  mony 

tinted  fresh  and  gay  ; 
The  birdies  warble  blithely,  for  my  Father 

made  them  sae ; 
But  these  sights  an'  these  soun's  will  as 

naething  be  to  me, 
When  I  hear  the  angels  singing  in  my  ain 

countrie. 


2  I've  his  gude  word  of  promise,  that  some 

gladsome  day  tlie  King, 

To  his  ain  royal  palace  his  banished  hame 
will  bring ; 

Wi'  een,  an'  wi'  hearts  running  owre  we 
shall  see 

The  King  in  his  beauty,  in  our  ain  coun- 
trie. 

My  sins  hae  been  mony,  and  my  sorrows 
hae  been  sair, 

But  there  they'll  never  vex  me,  nor  be  re- 
membered mair ; 

For  his  bluid  hath  made  me  white,  and  his 
hand  shall  dry  mine  e'e, 

When  he  brings  me  hame  at  last  to  my  ain 
countrie. 

3  Like  a  bairn  to  its  mither,  a  wee  birdie  tc 

its  nest, 

I  wad  fain  be  ganging  noo  unto  my  Sav- 
iour's breast. 

For  he  gathers  in  his  bosom  witless,  worth- 
less lambs  like  me. 

An'  he  carries  them  himsel',  to  his  ain 
countrie. 

He's  faithfu'  that  hath  promised,  he'll  sure- 
ly come  again. 

He'll  keep  his  tryst  wi'  me,  at  what  hour 
I  dinna  ken ; 

But  he  bids  me  still  to  wait,  an'  ready  aye 
to  be. 

To  gang  at  ony  moment  to  my  ain  coun- 
trie. 

4  So  I'm  watching  aye,  and  singing  o'  my 

hame  as  I  wait, 
For  the  soun'ing  o'  his  footfa'  this  side  the 

gowden  gate, 
God  gie  his  grace  to  ilk  ane  wha  listens 

noo  to  me. 
That  we  may  a'  gang  in  gladness  to  our  ain 

countrie. 


278 


SUPPLEMENT. 


I  am  far  frae  my  hame,an'  I'm  weary  aften- 

whiles, 
For  the  langed  for  liame-bringing,  an'  my 

Father's  welcome  smiles; 
I'll  ne'er  be  fu'  content,  until  my  een  do 

see 
The  gowden  gates  of  heaven,  an'  my  ain 

countrie. 

Mary  Lee  Demurest. 


885 

TOGETHER  let  us  sweetly  live, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
Together  let  us  sweetly  die, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

Refrain    • 

O  Canaan,  l)right  Canaan, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 

0  Canaiin,  it  is  my  happy  home, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2  If  you  get  there  before  I  do, 

1  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
Then  praise  the  Lord,  I'm  coming  too, 

lam  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

?,  Part  of  mj'^  friends  the  prize  have  won, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

4  Then  come  with  me,  beloved  friend, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
The  joys  of  heaven  shall  never  end, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

5  Our  songs  of  ])raise  shall  fill  the  skies, 

I  am  l)onnd  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
While  higher  still  our  joys  shall  rise, 
I  am  bound  f(jr  the  land  of  Canaan. 

John  ycirUuiil  Maff}l. 


88G  8^.  7s. 

ONLY  waiting  till  the  shadows 
Are  a  little  longer  grown  ; 
Only  waiting  till  the  glinuner 

Of  the  day's  la-st  beam  is  flown ; 
Till  the  light  of  earth  is  faded 

From  the  hearts  once  full  of  day ; 
Till  the  stiirs  of  heaven  are  breaking 
Through  the  twilight  soft  and  gray. 

2  Only  waiting  till  the  reapers 

Have  the  last  sheaf  gathered  home ; 
For  the  summer-time  is  faded, 

And  the  autumn  winds  have  come. 
Quickly,  reapers,  gather  quickly 

These  last  ripe  houre  of  my  heart. 
For  the  bloom  of  life  is  withered, 

And  I  hasten  to  depart. 

o  Only  waiting,  till  the  shadows 
Are  a  little  longer  grown ; 
Only  waiting,  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown. 
Then,  from  out  the  g;ithered  darkness 

Holy,  deathless  stars  shall  rise. 

By  wliose  light  my  soul  shall  gladly 

Tread  its  pathway  to  the  skies. 

Frances  Laughlon  Mace. 


887  6s,  5s. 

WHEN  shall  we  meet  again, 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
AVhen  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose, 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
Never — no,  never  ! 

L'  AVhen  shall  love  freely  flow 
Pine  as  life's  river? 
"Wlun  sliall  sweet  friendship  glow 
Changeless  forever? 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


279 


Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
AVhere  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 
Never — no,  never ! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever ; 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never — no,  never ! 

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever ; 
Soon  shall  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever ; 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 
Never — no,  never ! 

A  laric  A  lexander  Walts, 
Samuel  Francis  Smith. 


888 

JOYFULLY,  joyfully  onward  we  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above ; 
Angelic  choristers  sing  as  we  come, 
"Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  j'our  home." 
Soon  with  our  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  we  go  : 
Pilgrims  and  strangers  no  more  shall  we 

roam, 
Joyfiilly,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 
2  Friends,  fondly  cherished,  have  passed  on 
before, 
Waiting,  they  watch  us  approaching  the 

shore ; 
Singing  to  cheer  us  through  death's  chill- 
ing gloom, 
"JoyftiUy,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home." 
Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  the  ear, 


Harps  of  the  blessed,  j'our  voices  we  hear ; 
Rings  with  the   harmony  heaven's   high 

dome, — 
"Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home." 
3  Death  with  his  weapon  may  soon  lay  us 

low. 
Safe  in  our  Saviour,  we  fear  not  the  blow  ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb. 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  we  go  home : 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn. 
Death  shall  be  conquered,  his  scepter  ha 

gone ; 
Over  the  plains  of  blest  Canaan  we'll  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  with  Christ  at  home. 
William  Hunter. 


889 

BEYOND  the  smiling  and  the  weeping, 
I  shall  be  soon ; 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping. 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 
I  shall  be  soon. 

Refrain. 
Love,  rest,  and  home ! 
Sweet,  sweet  home ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading, 

I  shall  be  soon ; 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading. 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

3  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting, 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

4  Beyond  the  frost-chain  and  the  fever, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  rock-waste  and  the  river, 
Beyond  the  ever  and  the  never, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

Horcilius  Bonar. 


280 


SUPPLEMENT. 


890  10,8. 

Ur  to  the  bountiful  Giver  of  life, — 
Gathering  home  !  gathering  home! 
Up  to  the  dwelling  wliere  eometh  no  strif(» 
The  dear  ones  are  gathering  home. 

Ilcfraiii. 
Gathering  home!  gathering  home  ! 

Never  to  .sorrow  more,  never  to  nxun, 
Gathering  home  !  gathez'ing  home! 

God's  eliildren  are  gathei'ing  home. 

2  Up  to  the  city  where  falleth  no  night, — 
Gathering  home  !  gathering  home! 
Up  where  the  Saviour's  own  face  is  the 
light, 
Tlie  dear  ones  are  gathering  home. 

o  Up  to  the  beautiful  mansions  above, — 
Gathering  liome!  gatiiering  home! 
Safe  in  the  arms  of  his  infinite  love, 
The  dear  ones  are  gathering  home. 

Mariana  Ji.  Sladc. 


891 


H 


ARK !  a  voice  from  Eden  stealing, 
Such  as  but  to  angels  known; 
Hope  its  song  of  cheer  is  singing, 
"  It  is  better  further  on." 

Refrain. 
It  is  better  further  on. 
It  is  better  furtlier  on. 
It  is  ]:)etter  further  on. 
It  is  better  further  on. 

2  Hope  is  singing,  still  is  singing, 

Softly  in  an  under-tone; 
Singing  as  if  God  had  tiUight  it, 
"It  is  better  furtlier  on." 

3  Night  and  day  it  sings  the  same  song  ; 

Sings  it  wlien  I  sit  alone; 
Sings  it  so  tlie  ln-art  may  liear  it, 
"  It  is  better  further  on." 


4  On  the  grave  it  sits  and  sings  it, 

Sings  it  when  the  heart  would  groan  ; 
Sings  it  when  the  shadows  darken, 
"It  is  better  further  on." 

5  Further  on!  0  how  much  further? 

Count  the  mile-stones  one  by  one; 
No,  no  counting — only  trusting, 
"  It  is  better  further  on." 

James  Nicholson. 


892 


A 


ROUND  the  throne  of  God  in  lu^aven 

Thousands  of  children  .'^tand, 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 

A  holy,  happy  band  ; 
Singing,  "Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  (Jod  on 
"high." 


2  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above. 
That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
AVhere  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, — 

How  came  those  children  there? 
Singing,  "Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
high." 

.*]  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood 
To  Avash  away  their  sin, 
Bathed  in  that  i)ure  and  jirecious  flood. 

Behold  them  white  and  clean! 
Singing,  "Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
high." 

4  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 
On  earth  they  loved  his  name  ; 
So  now  they  see  his  lilessed  face. 

And  sLan<l  before  the  Lamb  ; 
Singing,  "Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
high." 

Anne  Shepherd  Iloulditch. 


893 


'rpiS  religion  that  can  give 
JL  Sweetes 


k'eetest  plea.sures  while  we  live, 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


281 


'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

2  After  death  its  joys  shall  he 
Lasting  as  eternity ; 
Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
Tlien  my  hliss  shall  never  end. 

Mary  MaMers. 


894 

MY  latest  sun  is  sinking  fast, 
INIy  race  is  nearly  run  ; 
]\Iy  strongest  trials  now  are  past, 
]My  triumph  is  begun. 
Refrain. 
0  come,  angel  band ! 
Come,  and  around  me  stand ! 

0  bear  me  away  on  your  snowj^  wing:.. 
To  my  immortal  home. 

2  I  know  I'm  nearing  the  holy  ranks 

Of  friends  and  kindred  deai-, 
For  I  brush  the  dews  on  Jordan's  banks, 
The  crossing  must  be  near. 

3  I've  almost  gained  my  heavenly  home. 

My  spirit  loudly  sings : 
The  holy  ones,  behold,  they  come ! 

1  hear  the  noise  of  wings. 

4  0  l)ear  my  longing  heart  to  him 

Who  bled  and  died  for  me  ; 
Whose  blood  now  cleanses  from  all  sin. 
And  gives  me  victory. 

Jefferson  Hascall. 


895  L-M. 

MY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair  ; 
Nor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there ; 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 
Rcfram. 
I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more; 


To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky ; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

3  Let  others  seek  a  home  below. 

Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow, 

Be  mine  a  happier  lot,  to  own 

A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

4  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine. 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be. 

That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

William  Hunter. 


896 

THERE'S  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day, 
And  by  faith  we  can  see  it  afar ; 
For  the  Father  waits  over  the  way, 
To  prepare  us  a  dwelling-place  there. 

Refrain. 
In  the  sweet  by  and  by. 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore, 
In  the  sweet  by  and  by, 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

2  We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest. 

And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more. 

Not  a  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. 

3  To  our  bountiful  Father  above, 

We  will  offer  our  tribute  of  praise. 
For  the  glorious  gift  of  his  love, 
And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days. 
8.  Fillmore  Bennett. 


897 

I  WILL  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful 
land. 
The  far  away  home  of  the  soul, 


282 


SUPPLEMENT. 


Where  no  t^torms  ever  beat  on  the  ghtter- 
ing  strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

2  O  that  home  of  the  soul !  in  my  visions 

and  dreams 
Its  bright  jasper  walls  I  can  see, 
Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  the  veil  intervenes 
Between  the  fair  city  and  me. 

3  That  unchangeable  home  is  for  you  and 

for  me, 
Where  Jesus  of  Nazareth  stands; 
The  King  of  all  kingdoms  forever  is  he, 
And  he  holdeth  our  crowns  in  his  hands. 

4  O  how  sweet  it  will  be  in  that  beautiful 

land, 
So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  pain, 
AVith  songs  on  our  lips  and  with  harps  in 
our  hands, 
To  meet  one  another  again  ! 

Ellen  Huntington  Gates. 


898 

I'M  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger  ; 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night; 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  streamlets  are  ever  flowing. 

lit'frahi. 
I'm  a  ])ilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger ; 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  Of  that  city,  to  which  I  journey 

My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  the  light ; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  tears  there,  nor  any  dying. 

3  There  the  sunl^eams  are  ever  shining, 

0  my  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is 
there ; 

Here  in  this  country,  so  dark  and  dreary, 

1  long  Jiave  wandered,  forlorn  and  weary. 

Mary  S.  B.  Dana. 


899 


Q.VY,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 
O  Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us. 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore? 

'lirfrain. 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

For  ever,  evermore ! 

2  By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 

Where  parting  is  no  more. 

3  Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

A  uthor  Unknown. 


900 


I  SAW  a  wayworn  trav'ler 
In  tattered  garments  clad, 
And,  struggling  uj)  the  mountain, 

It  seemed  that  he  was  sad  ; 
His  back  was  laden  lieavy, 

His  strength  was  almost  gone, 
Yet  he  shouted  a.s  he  journeyed, 
"Deliverance  will  come." 

Refrain. 
Then  palms  of  victc^ry,  crowns  of  glory, 
Palms  of  victory  I  shall  wear. 

2  The  sunnner  sun  was  shining. 

The  sweat  was  on  his  brow, 
His  garments  worn  and  dusty, 

His  step  seemed  very  slow  : 
But  he  kept  i)ressing  onward, 

For  he  wa.s  wending  home, 
Still  shouting  as  he  journeyed, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


283 


3  The  songsters  in  the  arbor 

That  stood  beside  the  way 
Attracted  his  attention, 

Inviting  his  delay : 
His  watch-word  being  "  Onward ! " 

He  stopped  his  ears  and  ran, 
Still  shouting  as  he  journeyed, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 

4  I  saw  him  in  the  evening, 

The  sun  was  bending  low. 
He'd  overtopped  the  mountain, 

And  reached  the  vale  below  : 
He  saw  the  golden  city. 

His  everlasting  home, 
And  shouted  loud,  "  Hosanna, 

Deliverance  will  come ! " 

5  While  gazing  on  that  city. 

Just  o'er  that  narrow  flood, 
A  band  of  holy  angels 

Came  from  the  throne  of  God  : 
They  bore  him  on  their  pinions 

Safe  o'er  the  dashing  foam  ; 
And  joined  him  in  his  triumph, — 

"Deliverance  has  come!" 

6  I  heard  the  song  of  triumph 

They  sang  upan  that  shore. 
Saying,  "  Jesus  has  redeemed  us 

To  suffer  nevermore." 
Then,  casting  his  eyes  backward 

On  the  race  which  he  had  run. 
He  shouted  loud,  "  Hosanna, 

Deliverance  has  come ! " 

John  B,  Matthias. 


901 

I  HAVE  read  of  a  beautiful  city, 
Far  away  in  the  kingdom  of  God ; 
I  have  read  how  its  walls  are  of  jasper, 

How  its  streets  are  all  golden  and  broad. 
In  the  midst  of  the  street  is  life's  river, 
Clear  as  crystal  and  pure  to  behold ; 


But  not  half  of  that  city's  bright  glory 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

Refrain. 

Not  half  has  ever  been  told, 
Not  half  has  ever  been  told  ; 
Not  half  of  that  city's  bright  glory 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

2  I  have  read  of  bright  mansions  in  heaven, 

Which  the  Saviour  has  gone  to  prepare ; 
And  the  saints  who  on  earth  have  beeij 
faithful. 

Rest  forever  with  Christ  over  there  ; 
There  no  sin  ever  enters,  nor  sorrow  ; 

The  inhabitants  never  grow  old  ; 
But  not  half  of  the  wonderful  story 

To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

3  I  have  read  of  white  robes  for  the  right- 

eous, 
Of  bright   crowns  wliich  the  glorified 
wear, 
When  our  Father  shall  bid  them  "  Come, 
enter. 
And  my  glory  eternally  share ; " 
How  the  righteous  are  evermore  blessed 
As  they  walk  through  the  streets  of  pure 
gold; 
But  not  half  of  the  wonderflil  story 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

4  I  have  read  of  a  Christ  so  forgiving 

That  vile  sinners  may  ask  and  receive 
Peace  and  pardon  for  every  transgression, 

If  when  asking  tliey  only  believe. 
I  have  read  how  he'll  guide  and  protect 
us. 
If  for  safety  we  enter  his  fold  ; 
But  not  half  of  his  goodness  and  mercy 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

John  Burch  Atchinson. 


284 


SUPrLEMENT. 


902 

IN  the  Christian's  home  in  glory. 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest ; 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fultJll  my  soul's  request. 

Refrain. 

There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you : 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
"Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 

There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 
"Which  eternally  shall  stand. 
For  my  stiiy  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

'i  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 
Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  sliall  share, 
But,  in  tliat  celestial  center, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Sing,  O  sing,  ye  heii-s  of  glorj-, 
Sliout  your  triumphs  as  ye  go ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you. 
Ye  shall  find  an  entrance  througli. 
Samuel  Young  Harmcr. 


903  8s,  7s.     D. 

WE  shall  sleep,  l)ut  not  forever. 
There  will  l)e  a  glorious  dawn ! 
We  shall  meet  to  part,  no,  never. 

On  the  resurrection  morn  ! 
From  the  deepest  caves  of  ocean, 
From  the  desert  and  tlie  plain, 
From  the  valley  and  tlie  mountain, 
Countless  throngs  shall  rise  again. 


Refrain. 

"We  sliall  sleep.  l)ut  not  forever, 
Tlieie  will  be  a  glorious  dawn! 

W(>  shall  meet  to  part,  no,  never, 
On  the  resurrection  morn ! 

2  When  we  see  a  pi-ecious  blossom, 

That  we  'tended  with  such  care, 
Iludely  taken  from  our  bosom, 

How  our  aching  hearts  despair ! 
'Round  its  little  grave  we  linger, 

'Till  the  setting  sun  is  low. 
Feeling  all  our  hopes  have  j>erished 

With  the  flower  we  cherished  so. 

3  We  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever, 

In  the  lone  and  silent  grave ; 
Blessed  be  the  Lord  that  tiiketh, 

Blessed  be  the  Lord  that  gave. 
In  the  bright,  eternal  city 

Death  can  never,  never  come ! 
In  his  own  good  time  he'll  call  us 

From  our  rest  to  home,  sweet  home. 
Mary  A.  Kidder. 


904 

OUR  Lord  is  nt>w  rejected, 
And  by  the  world  disowned, 
By  the  many  still  neglected. 

And  by  the  few  enthroned. 
But  soon  He'll  come  in  glory, 
The  hour  is  drawing  nigh, 
For  the  crowning  day  is  coming  by  and  by. 

Refrain. 
O  the  crowning  day  is  coming. 

Is  coming  by  and  by. 
When  our  Lord  shall  come  in  power. 

And  glory  from  on  higli ; 
O  the  glorious  sight  will  gladden, 
Each  waiting,  watchful  eye, 
In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  by 
and  bv. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


28^ 


2  The  heavens  shall  glow  with  splendor, 
But  brighter  far  than  they 
The  saints  shall  shine  in  glory- 
As  Christ  shall  them  array  : 
The  beauty  of  the  Saviour 
Shall  dazzle  every  eye, 
In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  by 
and  by. 

?)  Our  pain  shall  then  be  over, 
We'll  sin  and  sigh  no  more, 
Behind  us  all  of  sorrow, 

And  naught  but  joy  before, 
A  joy  in  our  Redeemer, 
As  we  to  him  are  nigh, 
In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  by 
and  by. 

4  Let  all  that  look  for,  hasten 
The  coming  joyful  day, 
By  earnest  consecration. 

To  walk  the  narrow  way, 
By  gathering  in  the  lost  ones, 
For  whom  our  Lord  did  die; 
For  the  crowning  day  is  comingby  and  by. 
El.  Nathan. 


905 

0  THINK  of  the  home  over  there. 
By  the  side  of  the  river  of  light, 
Where  the  saints  all  immortal  and  fair. 
Are  robed  in  their  garments  of  white. 

Refrain. 
Over  there,  over  there, 
O  think  of  the  home  over  there. 

2  0  think  of  the  friends  over  there, 

AVho  before  ns  the  journey  have  trod, 
Of  the  songs  that  they  breathe  on  the  air, 
In  their  home  in  the  palace  of  God. 

Refrain. 
Over  there,  over  there, 
O  think  of  the  friends  over  there. 


3  My  Saviour  is  now  over  there, 

Tliere  my  kindred   and   friends  are  at 
rest ; 
Then  away  from  my  sorrow  and  care, 
Let  me  fly  to  the  land  of  the  blest. 
Refrain. 
Over  there,  over  there, 
My  Saviour  is  now  over  there. 

4  I'll  soon  be  at  liome  over  there, 

For  tlie  end  of  my  journey  I  see  ; 

Many  dear  to  my  heart,  over  there, 

Are  watching  and  waiting  for  me. 

Refrain. 

Over  there,  over  there, 

I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there. 

D.  W.  C,  HunliiKjton. 


906 

IT  may  be  far,  it  may  be  near ; 
There  is  a  hope,  there  is  a  fear ; 
But  in  the  future  waiting,  I 
Shall  Jesus  see,  yes,  by  and  by. 
Refrain. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by ; 
But  in  the  future  waiting,  I 
Shall  Jesus  see,  yes,  by  and  by. 

2  Impatient  soul,  and  murmuring  heart, 
Thy  murmuring  cease,  and  bear  thy  part 
Of  pain  and  labor  on  life's  road. 

For  soon  'twill  lead  thee  to  thy  God. 
Refrain. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  ))y ; 
There's  j^ain  and  labor  on  life's  road. 
But  soon  'twill  lead  thee  to  thy  God. 

3  Yes,  "by  and  by  "  will  soon  be  now, 
And  God  shall  wipe  each  tear-stained  brow ; 
The  Lamb  shall  feed  them  from  the  throne, 
To  living  fountains  lead  his  own. 


286 


SUPPLEMENT. 


Refrain. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by, 
By  and  by,  yo?,  l)y  and  by; 
The  Land)  sliall  feed  them  from  the  throne ; 
To  living  fountains  lead  his  own. 

4  0  verdant  fields !  0  shining  shore ! 

The  Lamb  of  God  spreads  wide  the  door; 

All,  golden  cit}',  surely  I 

Shall  see  thy  glories  by  and  by ! 

Refrain. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by, 
By  and  l*y,  yes,  by  and  by; 
Ah,  golden  city!  surelj'  I 
Shall  see  thy  glories  "  by  and  by." 

A  iilhor  UnknotC7i. 


907 

THE  chariot  I  the  chariot!  its  wheels  roll  in 
fire, 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of 

his  ire ; 
Lo !  self-moving  it  diives  on  its  patliway 

of  cloud. 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  God- 
head are  bowed. 

2  The  glory !    the  glory  I   around  him  are 

poured 
!Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  tluit  wait  on 

the  Lord ; 
And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs 

are  there. 
And   tliere  all  who  the  palm -wreaths  of 

victory  wear ! 

3  The  trumpet!  the  trumpet!  the  dead  have 

all  heard : 
Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  char- 

nel  are  stirred ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from   thi' 

south,  from  the  north. 
All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come 

forth ! 


4  Tlie  judgment !  the  judgment!  the  thrones 

are  all  set, 
Where  the  Land)  and  the  white-vested  eld- 

ci-s  are  met! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the 

Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  Ins 

word. 

")  O  mercy!  O  mercy!  look  down  from  above, 
Great  Creator,  on  us,  tliy  sad  children,  with 

love ! 
"When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked 

are  driven, 
ISIay  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in 

heaven ! 

JTmry  llarl  Milman. 


908 


LORD,  I  care  not  for  riches. 
Neither  silver  nor  gold  ; 
I  would  make  sure  of  heaven, 

I  would  ent4?r  the  fold. 
In  the  book  of  tliy  kingdom, 

"With  its  pages  so  fair. 
Tell  me,  Jesus,  my  Saviour, 
Is  my  name  written  there? 

Refrain. 
Is  my  name  written  there, 

On  the  page  white  and  fair? 
In  the  book  of  thy  kingdom. 

Is  my  name  written  there? 

2  Lord,  my  sins  they  are  many, 

Like  the  sands  of  the  sea, 
But  thy  blood,  O  my  Saviour! 

Is  sufiicient  for  me; 
For  thy  ))ronus{'  is  written 

In  briglit  letters  tluit  glow, 
"Tliou<_di  your  sins  be  as  scarlet, 

I  will  make  them  like  snow."' 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


287 


3  O  that  beautiful  city, 

With  its  mansions  of  light, 
"With  its  glorified  beings, 

In  pure  garments  of  white  ; 
AVhere  no  evil  thing  cometh, 

To  despoil  what  is  fair ; 
"Where  the  angels  are  watching, 
Yes,  my  name's  written  there. 

Mary  A.  Kidder. 


909 

I  THINK,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of 
old, 
"When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to 
his  fold, 
I  should   like  to  have  been  with  him 
then. 

2  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on 

mj'  head. 
That  his  arms  had  been  thrown  around 

me. 
That  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  looks 

when  he  said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may 

go, 
And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love  ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above : 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  he  has  gone  to  pre- 

pare, 
For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven  ; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering 
there, 
"  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 
Jemima  Luke. 

910        ^  7s,  6s.    D. 

WORK,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
AVork  through  the  morning  hours ; 
"Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling. 
Work  'mid  springing  flowers  ; 


Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 
Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon  : 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  AYork,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

"Under  the  sunset  skies ; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies : 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more ; 
Work  while  the  night  is  dark'ning, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

Annie  L.  Walker. 


911  c.  M. 

SPEAK  gently  ;  it  is  better  far 
To  rule  by  love  than  fear ; 
Speak  gently,  let  no  harsh  word  mar 
The  good  we  may  do  here. 

2  Speak  gently  to  the  young,  for  they 

W^ill  have  enough  to  bear ; 
Pass  through  this  life  as  best  thej'-  may, 
'Tis  full  of  anxious  care. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one, 

Grieve  not  the  careworn  heart; 
The  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run, 
Let  them  in  peace  depart. 

4  Si)eak  gently  to  the  erring  ones ; 

They  must  have  toiled  in  vain  ; 
Perchance  unkindness  made  them  so ; 
O  win  them  back  again ! 


288 


SUPPLEMENT. 


5  Speak  gently  ;  'tis  a  little  thing, 

Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  well ; 

The  good,  the  joy,  that  it  may  bring, 

Eternity  shall  tell. 

U.  ir.  Lung/ord. 


912  CM. 

THINK  gently  of  the  erring  one  : 
O  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  our  brother  yet  I 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self-same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones : 

AVe  yet  may  lead  them  back, 
"With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love, 
From  misery's  thorny  track. 

4  Forget  not,  brother,  thou  hast  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  may'st  be; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart. 
As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 

Miss  Fletcher. 


G' 


913  7s,  6s.    D. 

10,  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go,  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go,  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go,  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go,  with  jmre  mind  and  feeling, 

Put  earthly  thoughts  away. 
And,  in  God's  presence  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 
All  who  are  loved  b}'  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 
If  any  such  there  be  ; 


Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 
A  blessing  humbly  claim  ; 

And  blend  with  each  petition 
Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray. 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee, 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way. 
E'en  then,  the  silent  breathing 

Thy  spirit  lifts  above. 
Will  reach  His  throne  in  glory. 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

4  0  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

AVith  this  can  we  compare, 
Tlie  ])rivilege  thus  given  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer; 
Then,  when  thou  i)in'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall, 
And  turn  thee,  in  thy  gladness, 

To  him  who  gave  thee  all. 

June  Cross  Simpson. 


914 

OAVHAT  ship  is  lliis  that  will  take  ua  all 
home? 
0  glory !  hallelujah  ! 
Tis  the  old  shi])  of  Zion,  hallelujah  ! 

2  Come  along,  come  along  and  let  us  go 

home ! 
O  glory  !  hallelujah  ! 
Our  home  is  over  Jordan,  hallelujah  ! 

3  Do  you  think  she  will  be  able  to  take  us 

all  home? 
O  glory  !  hallelujah  ! 
No  doubt  she  will  be  able,  hallelujah  ! 

4  She  has  landed  many  thousands  and  can 

land  as  many  more  ! 

O  glory !  halleiujah  ! 

She  has  landed  them  in  heaven,  hallelu- 
jah ! 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


28!) 


915 

IT^ROM  all  the  dark  places 
-    Of  earth's  heathen  races, 
O  see  how  the  thick  shadows  fly ! 
The  voice  of  salvation 
Awakes  every  nation, 
"  Come  over  and  heli)  us,"  they  cry. 

Rrfrain. 
The  kingdom  is  coming, 

O  tell  ye  the  story, 
God's  banner  exalted  shall  be ! 

The  earth  shall  be  full  of  his  knowledge 
and  gloi'y, 
As  waters  that  cover  the  sea ! 

2  The  sunlight  is  glancing 
O'er  armies  advancing 

To  conquer  the  kingdoms  of  sin  ; 
Our  Lord  shall  possess  them, 
His  presence  shall  bless  them. 

His  beauty  shall  enter  them  in. 

3  With  shouting  and  singing, 
And  jubilant  ringing, 

Their  arms  of  rebellion  cast  down, 

At  last  every  nation, 

The  Lord  of  salvation 
Their  King  and  Redeemer  shall  crow  n  ! 
Mary  B.  C.  SUtdc. 


916  6s,  &  4s. 

CHRIST  for  the  world  Ave  sing. 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring. 
With  loving  zeal ; 
The  poor  and  them  that  mourn. 
The  faint  and  overborne, 
Sin-sick  and  sorrow-worn, 
AVhom  Christ  doth  heal. 

2  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 
With  fervent  jirayer : 


The  wayward  and  the  lost. 
By  reckless  passion  tossed. 
Redeemed,  at  countle.'^s  cost. 
From  dark  despair. 

3  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing ; 
Tlie  world  to  Christ  Ave  bring, 

With  one  accord ; 
With  us  the  work  to  share, 
With  us  reproach  to  dare, 
With  us  the  cross  to  bear, 

For  Christ  our  Lord. 

4  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing; 
The  world  to  Christ  Ave  bring, 

AVith  joyful  song ; 
The  neAV-born  souls,  Avhose  days, 
Reclaimed  from  error's  ways, 
Inspired  Avith  hope  and  praise, 

To  Christ  belong. 

Samuel  WolcoK. 


917  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

YES!  my  natiA'e  land,  I  love  thee! 
All  thy  scenes  I  love  them  well ; 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell ! 

2  Home !  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely — 

Joys  no  stranger-heart  can  tell ; 

Happy  home !  'tis  sure  I  love  thee ! 

Can  I,  can  I  say,  "  Farewell  ?  " 

Can  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath-bell, 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure ! 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell ! 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 


290 


SUPPLEMENT. 


4  Yes !  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 

From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well ; 
Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me  ! 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell! 

Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  In  the  deserts  let  me  labor, 

On  the  mountains  let  me  tell, 
How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour— 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell ! 

Let  me  hasten. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwt  11. 

Samuel  J'rancis  iS)nilIi. 


918 

GOD  V)e  with  you  till  we  meet  ajjain  ; 
By  liis  counsels,  guide,  upliold  you, 
AVith  his  slieep  securely  fold  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 


licj'rain. 

Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
Till  we  meet  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
Ood  l>e  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

2  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
'Neath  his  wings  securi'ly  hide  you; 
Daily  manna  still  provider  you, 
Ciod  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

?>  God  be  Avith  you  till  we  meet  again, 
AVhen  life's  perils  thick  confound  you  ; 
Put  his  arms  unfailing  round  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

4  God  be  with  you  till  Ave  meet  again, 
Keej)  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you  ; 
Smite  deatli's  tlireat'ning  wave  before  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

J.  E.  Rankin. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


919  LM 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  lieavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Tlwmas  Ken. 


920 


L.  M. 


T 


10  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Spirit,  Tin-ee  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  ^lory  given. 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

Isaac  Watts 


921  c.  M. 

Now  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  adored, 
AVhere    there    are    works   to  make   him 
known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Isaac  Waits, 


922  c.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God,  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

Tate  and  Brady. 


923  s.  M. 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praise ; 
Give  glory  to  the  Son ; 


And  to  the  Sjiirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honor  done. 

Isaac  Watts. 


T 


924  s.  M. 

10  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 

Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  forever  be. 

JoJm  Wesley. 


925  8s&7s. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  Avith  thy  blessing, 
Bid  us  now  depart  in  peace ; 
Still  on  heavenly  manna  feeding, 
Let  our  faith  and  love  increase : 
Fill  each  breast  with  consolation; 
Up  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise : 
When  we  reach  our  blissful  station, 
Then  we'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 
Robert  Hawker. 


M' 


926  8S&-S.  ^ 

AY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  in  the  Lord  ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

John  Neivton. 

(291) 


292 


DOXOLOGIES. 


S' 


927  7«- 

IING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  lieavenly  host — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Charles  Wesley. 


928  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

GREAT  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glorj' 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  : 


Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 

William  Ooode. 

929  •  7s,  6s,  c*c  8s. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Thy  Godhead  we  adore, 
Join  with  the  celestial  host, 

Wlio  praise  thee  evermore ! 
Live  by  earth  and  heaven  adored, 

The  Three  in  One,  the  One  in  Three: 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

All  glory  be  to  thee  I 

Charles  Wesley. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


ABBA,  FATHER. 

Sovereign  of  all  the  wov 
Father,  I  wait  before  th 
Behold  what  wondi-ous 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise, 
ABRAHAM: 

Blessing  of. 
How  large  the  promise, 

Faith  of. 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ, 
In  every  time  auU  place 

God  of. 
The  God  of  Ahram  prais 
The  God  who  reigns  on 
ACCEPTANCE  SOUGHT. 
(/See  PenUential.) 
I  would  be  thine,  thou 
Lord,  I  hear  of  showers 

ACCEPTED  TIME. 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi 
God  calling  yet;  shall  I 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi 
While  life  prolongs  its 

ACCESS    TO    GOD.      {.See 
Adoption.) 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise, 

ACTIVITY.  (See  Chris- 
tian Activity.) 

ADAM,  SECOND. 

Would  Jesus  have  the  si 

ADAM'S  FALL.  (.Sfee  Sin, 
Original.) 

ADOPTION. 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  do 
Sovereign  of  all  the  wor 
How  can  a  sinner  know 
Behold  what  wondrous 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise. 
How  happy  are  the  new- 
All  praise  to  the  Laml)! 

ADORATION.  {See  Christ, 
God.  Holy  Spirit,  and 
Trinity;  also  Praise.) 

ADVENT,  SECOND.  {See 
Christ. ) 


1R4 
:;it 

:,.s2 


23G 


4^4 
45(5 


412 
150 

273 
289 
292 
299 
300 


380 


174 
184 
380 
382 
383 
386 
399 
404 


Figures  refer  to  the  hytiinn. 

ADVERSITY.    {See  Afflic- 
tions.) 
O  thou,  to  whose  all-sea 
'Tis  my  happiness  below 

0  Thou  who  driest  the 
ADVOCATE.     (See  Christ 

and  Priest.) 
AFFLICTIONS:  (See  Grief. 

Trouble.) 
Blessings  OF. 
God  moves  in  a  niysteri 
Since  all  the  varying  see 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  wa 
Deem  not  that  they  are  b 
'Tis  my  happiness  below 
In  trouble  and  in  grief, 

1  worship  thee,  most  gra 
Comfort  under. 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  w 
Deem  not  that  they  are 
When  musing  sorrow  w 

0  Thou,  who  driest  the 

1  shall  not  want:  In  des 
How  firm  a  foundation, 
Your  harps,  ye  trembli 
How  gentle  God's  com 
Come  on,  my  partners 
Hark,  hark,  liiy  soul !  an 
There  is  an  hour  of  jjeac 

Courage  in. 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the 
Beset  with  snares  on  ev 
Away,  my  unbelieving 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri 
My  span  of  life  w^ill  soon 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro 
A  few  more  years  shall 

Deliverance  from. 
Deem  not  that  they  are 
How  firm  a  found.-ition. 
Through  all  the  chang 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  f 
Tho' troubles  assail,  and 
Mv  siian  of  life  will  soon 
Mv  hope,  my  all,  my  Sa 
When  I  can  read  my  ti 

Family. 
O  God.  who  madest  cart 
Wherefore  should  I  ma 

Hope  in. 
Silently  the  shades  of  ev 


534 
535 
539 


43 
44 
524 
531 
535 
537 
549 

294 
531 
538 
539 
541 
546 
547 
553 
576 
C33 
635 

468 
526 
552 
554 
564 
566 
603 

531 
540 
550 
556 
561 
564 
569 
571 

799 

815 

826 


AFFLICTIONS:  (Continued.) 
Prayer  in. 
Out  of  the  depths  to  the  S3 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  398 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  4/3 
Beset  with  snares  on  ev  520 
O  Thou,  to  Avhose  all -sea  534 
When  Israel,  of  the  Lor  559 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  568 
There  is  no  sorrow,  Lor  780 
Angel  of  covenanted  gr  830 
Jesus,  the  weary  wand  838 
What  a  friend  we  have  874 

Refuge  in. 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  199 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  468 
Lord,  I  delight  in  thee,  510 
O  Thou  who  driest  the  539 
How  firm  a  foundation,  .540 
How  gentle  God's  comm  553 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
From  every  stormy  win  767 
AVherc  high  the  heavenl  77.S 
In  age  and  feebleness  ex  835 

0  sometimes  the  shado  867 

Rejoicing  in. 
My  soul,  repeat  his  prai  9 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  128 
My  God,  the  spring  of  401 
My  soul  with  all  thy  wa  524 
"Tis  my  happiness  below  535 
Your  harps,  ye  tremblin  547 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  f  55(5 
What  are  these  arrayed  641 
While  thee  I  seek,  prot  818 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Je  843 

Submission  under. 

My  .Tesus,  as  thou  wilt  509 
Tliy  way,  not  mine,  O  L  ."iHO 
My  God,  mv  Father,  wh  .532 
Jesus,  I  mv  cross  have  t  540 
Father,  I  linow  that  all  544 
Father,  whate'er  of  ear  545 
I  worship  Thee,  most  gr  549 
Away,  mv  needless  fea  5.55 
Wait,  O  mv  soul,  thy  M  .560 
O  I>ord.  how  happy  sho  563 
Angel  of  covenanted  gr  8.30 
Jesus,  the  wearv  wande  838 
He  leadeth  me,  O  bless  861 

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294 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


AGEDCmUSTIAX. 

And  let  this  feoble  body 
In  age  and  foebluness 
Only  waiting  till  the  sha 
15ey()n<l  the  uniiling  aiul 
My  latest  sun  is  sinking 
AGONY. 

Dark  was  the  night,  and 
Ogank'n  of  Olivet, dear 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor 

ALAUM. 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesns,  a 
Gracions  Hedeenier.  sha 
O  where  shall  rest  be  I'o 
The  day  of  wrath,  tliat 
AMUSEMENTS,  WORLD- 
LY. 
V  a  i  n ,  del  n  si  ve  worl  d .  a  d 
Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will 
Let  worlilly  minds  the 
O  how  the  love  of  God  a 
So  let  our  lii)s  and  lives 
How  yam  are  all  things 
ANCIENTS,    EXAMPLES 
OF. 
Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue 
ANGELS: 
Adokation  ok. 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal 
At  AnvENT  oi'  Christ. 
Hark  !  the  herald  ansels 
Brightest  and  best  of  th 
At  the  Ascension. 
He  dies,  the  friend  of  si 
Lord,  when  thou  diil'st 

At    TUE    COHONATION. 

All  hail  the  power  of  Je 
Come  let  us  join  our  che 

At  the  Uesirrection. 
Our  Lord  is  risen  fi-om  t 
Christ,  the  Loril,  is  risen 

At  tiik  Sepi'lchke. 
The  Lord  is  risen  indee 

Evil. 
Angels,  your  march  opp 

Guardian. 
Throush  all  thechangin 
Whieli  of  the  petty  king 

Is  Glory. 
Hark,  hark,  my  soul,  an 

Ministry  of. 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord 
UedecmeV  of  mankind. 
My  drowsv  poweis.why 
Hark,  harli, mv  soul!  an 
Saviour,  breallie  an  evo 

SONO  ok. 
While  shepherds  watch 
Hark  !  the  herald  angels 
Hark !  what  meau  those 


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ANGELS:  {Coniinued.) 
Title  ok  Ministers. 
Draw  lu-ar,  O  Son  of  Go 
We  bid  thee  welcome  in 

WOKSITirEU  BY. 

How  areat  the  wisdom, 

ANGER,  SINFUL. 

<.:ome,  O  my  (Wxl,  the  pr 
Giver  of  concord,  I'riuee 

ANXIETY,       WORLDLY. 

its  IT  Care.) 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to 

<)  Lord  !  bow  ha))py  sbo 

The  i)r;iying  spirit  brea 

APOST.\sY:     {See    Back- 
slider.) 
Deprecated. 
Father.  I  dare  believe 
Jesus,  niv  truib,  niy  wa 
Ah!  Lord,  with  trenibl 
Final. 
Stay,  thou  insulted  spir 
How  happy  are  they  w 
A  charge  to  keep  1  have 
Ah!  Lord,  with  trendjli 

APOSTLES'  COMMISSION 
Go  preach  my  gospel,  sai 
AUMOR,  CHRISTIAN. 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guanl. 
Stand  up!  stand  u)!  foi- J 
Eijuip  me  for  the  war, 
ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 

{See  Christ.) 
ASHAMED  OF  JESUS. 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever 
Take  up  thy  cross,  the  S 
ASLEEP  IN  JESUS.    {See 

Death.) 
ASPIU.\TIONS: 
For  Christ. 
Jesus,  l.,over  of  mj-  soul 
()  love  divine,  how  swee 
IMore  love  to  thee,  O  Chr 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great 
For  Divine  Grace. 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my 

For  God. 
My  Goil,  I  love  thee  not 
My  God,  the  spring  of  a 
Nearer,  my  (iod.  to  Ibeo 
My  God,  my  portion  an 

For  Heaven. 
Thine  earlhlv  Sabbaths, 
F(Mever  wilii  the   Lord 

1  would  not  live  alwav 
Jerusalem,  my  happy  h 
O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 


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ASPIRATIONS:  {Continued.) 

For  Holiness. 
O  for  a  closer  walk  wil  :504 
:\Iv  faith  looks  up  to  the  398 
o"ror  a  heart  to  i)raiso  440 
O  Thou,  to  whose  all-sea  534 

For  Peace  and  Rest. 
O  where  shall  rest  be  f  58S 

Ok  Faith.    {See  Faith.) 

Ok  HoI'E.    {See  Hope.) 
ASSURANCE: 

Declared. 
O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  370 
Now  1  have  fouml  the  g  378 
O  bles>e(|  soids  are  they  379 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
We  by  his  Spirit  j>rove,  38;^ 
Who  can  describe  the  jo  387 

0  thou  God  of  mv  salva  389 
All  jiraise  to  the" Land).  404 
Sons  of  (iod,  exulting  ri  405 
Jesus  is  our  common  Lo  40t> 

1  know  that  mv  Hedeem  413 
t  hildrenof  the  Heavenl  458 
1  heard  the  voice  of  Jes  843 
lilcssed  assurance,  Jesu  8()0 
Fade,  fade  each  earthly  803 

Desired. 
Whv  should  the  children  183 
AutlHuof  faith,  eternal  377 
Not  with  our  mortal  ey  381 
Heboid  what  womlrons  382 
Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  :i85 
.\rise,  mv  soul,  arise,  380 
o,  'tis  delight,  without  388 
What  shall  1  do.  my  (;o  390 
Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  n  :W2 
I  thirst,  thou  wounded  394 
How  can  it  be,  thou  hea  395 
Hapjiv  the  man  that  lln  39() 
LoKl.how  secure  ami  bl  397 
Mv  (iol.  the  spring  of  a  401 
How  hai)i>v  are  thev  wh  402 
.lehovah,  God  the  hathe  403 
Your  harps,  ye  iremblin  547 

Sought. 
Father  I  wait  bef<ue  thy  314 
Thou  great  mysterious  357 
(  <)me,0  thou  traveler  u  300 
Yield  to  me  now,  fur  I  a  301 
'Tis  a  thing  1  long  to  ku  302 

ATONEMENT: 
Completed. 
O  sacreil  head,  now  wo  90 
Our  sins  on  (  hrist  were  92 
Heboid  the  Savicuir  of  m  94 
Not  all  the  blood  of  bea  \W 
Hark!  tin-  voice  of  love  113 
(  lirist  the  Loni  is  i-isen  12i 
lUow  ve  the  trumpet. bio  207 
Ari'^e,"  mv  soul,  arise,  3-r, 
Lord  1  aiu  thine,  enliiel  829 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


295 


ATONEMENT:  {Continued.) 

Needed. 

Rock  of  Ajres  cleft  for  m  106 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beas  109 

llECEIVING  TUE. 

O  love  Divine,  what  has  96 
Would  Jeous  have  the  s  97 
■When  I  survev  the  won  102 
'Tisliuished!  "The  Mess  103 
Wheu  ou  .Sinai's  top  I  s  104 
Sous  of  God,  tiiiiniphant  105 
I\0L-k  of  Ages,  cleft  form  106 
There  is  a  fountain  lille  107 
Called  from  above.  1  ris  lOS 
Not  ail  the  blood  of  beas  109 
By  faith  1  to  the  fountai  111 
Let  earth  and  heaven  a  141 
Tiiou  hidden  source  of  c  loS 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  308 
In  evil  long  I  took  ilelig  312 
Father,  1  wait  before  th  3U 
AVherewith,  O  Lord,  sli  321 
"With  glorious  clouds  en  340 
How  sad  our  state  byna  343 
Alas'  and  did  my  Savio  344 
Father,  I  stretch  iuy  hau  345 
Approach,  m^-  soul,  the  340 
Jesus,  my  all,"to  heaven  350 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attenil  351 
Jesus,  Lovei  of  my  soul,  354 
Let  the  world  their  virt  305 
O  love  divine,  how  swee  35li 
Thou  great  mysterious  357 
O  thou  wlio  hast  our  sor  358 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  3(iO 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  1  a  301 

Sufficient. 
There's  a  wideness  in  G  27 
Father,  how  wide  thy  g  42 
Thou  art  the  way,  to  th  81 
O  sacred  Head  now  won  90 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  129 
Of  him  who  did  salvatio  105 
Come  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
The  voice  of  free  grace  270 
Cive  me  the  wings  of  fa  037 

Universal. 

O  love  ilivine,  what  hast  96 
Would  .Jesus  have  the  s  97 
When  I  survev  the  won  102 
'Tis finished!  'The  Mess  103 
When  on  Sinai's  top  I  s  104 
Sons  of  God,  triumphant  105 
liock  of  ages,  cleft  for  m  106 
There  is  a  fountain  fille  107 
Called  from  above,  I  ris  108 
Not  all  the  blo<^)il  of  beas  109 
By  faith  1  to  the  founta  111 
Let  earth  and  heaven  a  141 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  207 
Sinners. obey  the  Gospel  208 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  209 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Ho!  every  one  that  thirs  271 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
Come,  fiumble  sinner,  in  277 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  s  278 


ATONEMENT:   (Omtinued.) 

Let  every  mortal  ear  att  279 
Weary  souls  that  w  ande  285 
What  could  your  Kedee  2X0 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  2S8 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  307 
Alas!  anil  did  my  Savio  344 
Yield  to  me  now," for  1  a  301 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  370 
Wonders  of. 
How  great  the  wisdom,  133 

ATTRIBUTES,      DIVINE. 
{i>ee  God.) 

AUTUMN. 

See  the  leaves  around  u  715 

AVAUICE. 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  488 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w  514 
O  how  can  they  look  up  705 

AWAKENING  AND  IN- 
VITING. 
Lol  He  comes  with  clou  1G3 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  b  207 
Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  208 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  209 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Ho!  every  one  that  thir  271 
O  do  notlet  the  word  d  272 
Conie,  ye  sinners  poor  a  273 
O  turnye,  O  turn  ye,  fo  274 
Delay  not,  delay  riot,  O  i75 
The  voice  of  free  grace  c  276 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  st  278 
Let  every  mortal  ear  at  279 
In  the  so'ft  season  of  thy  280 
Drooping  souls,  no  long  281 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  282 
The  Saviour  calls!  Let  283 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  pur  284 
Weary  souls  "that  waud  285 
Whatcould  your  Redee  286 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  288 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  2S9 
Behold!  a  stranger  at  t  291 
Return,  O  wanderer,  re  293 
Come,  ye  tlisconsolate,  294 
Come,  let  us  who  in  Chr  295 
Repent,  the  voice  celest  293 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  Go  297 
And  will  the  judge  dese  298 
To-morrow.  Lord,  is  th  299 
While  life  prolongs  its  p  300 
Arise,  my  tend'rest  tho  301 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whos  302 
What  is  the  thing  of  gr  303 
Jesus,  Redeemer  of  man  305 
Jesus,  thou  all-redeemi  306 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  307 
Late,  lat'e,  so  late!  and  3i0 
Day  of  judgment,  day  o  02.) 
BACKSLIDER: 
Pardoned. 

A  broken  heart,  my  God  C24 
Prayer  of. 
As  pants  the  hart  for  co  3.';; 


B.\CKSLIDER:  (Continued.) 

Jesus,  answer  fi  om  abo  359 
Saviour,  I  now  wiih  sha  303 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  301 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  300 
O  thou  whose  mercy  he  367 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  ther  308 
Sweet  was  the  time  whe  369 
O  tliou  in  whose  presenc  370 
How  shall  a  lost  sinner    371 
And  wilt  thou  yet  be  fo  372 
O  Jesus,  full  of  grace,       373 
BACKSLIDING.    (See  De- 
clension and  Aposta- 
sy.) 
Return,  O  wanderer,  ret  293 
O  that  I  could  repent,      310 
O  for  the  happy  days,  go  352 
BAPTISM: 
Adult.    (See  Confession.) 
Come,  Father,  Son.  and  233 
Baptized  into  Thy  name  285 
Infants. 
God  of  eternal  truth  and  234 
How  large  the  promise,  230 
See  Israel's  gentle  .Shep  2:37 
Thus  Lydia  sanctified  h  238 
Shepherd  of  tender  yout  699 
Saviour,  who  thy  fiock  a  700 
Of  Holy  Spirit. 
Creator,  Spirit,  bv  whos  167 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  Gho  1^8 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  Go  191 
Come,  Father,  Sou,  and  233 
Of  Jesus. 
One  there  is,  above  all  o    75 
BARREN  FIG-TREE. 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  th  368 
Let  me  alone  aiiotlier  ye  707 
Our  few  revolving  years  709 
BEATIFIC  VISION. 

Away  with  our  sorrow  a  642 
BEING    OF    GOD.       (See 

God.) 
B  E  LI  E  V  E  R  S :     ( See  CJiris  - 
tians  and  Saints.) 
Encouraged. 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stret  455 
Your  harps,  ye  trembli  547 
Exaufle  of. 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  465 
Foundation  of. 

How  firm  a  foundation,  546 
Supfout  of. 

O  thou,  to  whose  all -sea  534 
Triumph  of. 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  370 
BENEDICTION: 
Aakonic. 
Jehovah,  God  the  Fathe  405 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  786 


296 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


BENEDICTION:  {Continued.) 
Apostolic. 
Lord,  dismiss  lis  with  th  5S1 
BENEVOLENCE.         (See 

Charily.) 
BEREAVEMENT.  (SeeAf- 
Jliclion.'i,    Death.,    and 
Funeral  Ilyintis.) 
BIBLE.    I.Sce]Vorilo/Gotl.) 
Fat  lit' r  of  all   in  whom  G.S3 
How  ]iit'cioiis  is  the  boo  S84 
The  counsels  of  redeemi  (>85 
Father  of  mercies,  in  th  (586 
O  Word  of  Goil  incarnu  (>!>8 
BIRTH  OF  A  CHILD. 

Gentle  stranjrer,  fearles  SU 
BIRTHDAY: 
Of  a  Consort. 
Come  away  to  the  skies  813 
BISHOPS:  iSee  Ministers.) 
Ordinatiox  of. 
Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God  221 
BLOOD  OF  CHRIST.    {See 
Atonement  and  Christ.) 
BOLDNESS       AT       THE 
THUONE  OF  GRACE. 
With  joy  we  meditate  t  123 
Where  lii^h  the  heavenl  773 
BRAZEN  SERPENT.    (See 

Christ.) 
BREAD: 
Daily. 
Author  of  good,  we  rest  54S 
Day  by  day  the  manna  S-VS 
Onl-  Heavenly  Father,  h  7t52 
Of  Heaven. 
•Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  212 
A  uthor  of  our  Salvation,  2H 
Ciuide  me,  O  tlxni  great  460 
BREVITY  OF  LIFE.    {See 

Life.) 
BRIDEGROOM. 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  w  736 

BROKEN    HEART:     {See 
Contrition.) 
Show  i>ity,  Loi-d.O  Lord  310 
A  broken' heart,  my  God,  324 
When,  rising  from"  the  b  326 
Prayed  for. 
.Tesus.  mv  Advocate  abo  309 
O  for  that  ten<lerncss  of  313 
O  that  I  could  repent,  W  316 
O  that  I  coubl  repent,  O  317 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  366 

BROTHERLY  LOVE.   (See 
Com  in  «  M  lo  n  of  Saints.) 

BURDEN  CAST  ON  GOD. 
The  God  of  Abrah'm  pra    17 


BURDEN  CAST  ON  GOD.  (Cbn.) 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  4tis 
.lesns,  n'ly  truth,  mv  wa  47t) 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brot  4.sO 
Who  in  tfie  Lortl  conlide,  4!t3 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Away,  mv  needless  fears  6.')5 
Giveto  the  winds  thy  fe  556 
Lol  1  come  with  joy  to  d  «34 

BURI.VL.       {See    Funeral 
Hymns.) 

BUSINESS,  SECULAR. 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  K  528 
Forth,  in  thy  name,  O  L  825 
Father,  into" thy  hands  a  833 

CALAMITIES: 
Family. 
O  God,  who  madest  eart  799 

PlBLIC. 

O  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 
CALVARY.  {See  Cruci- 
fixion.) 
Ye  that  jiass  by,  behold  89 
While  in  the  agonies  of  d  95 
When  on  Sinai's  top  I  s  104 
Lamb  of  God,  whose  dyi  2.)0 

(ANAAN.  THE  HEAVEN- 
LY.   {See  Heaven.) 

In  every  time  and  )dace,  456 
Guide  nie.  O  thou  Great  4t>i) 
How  happy  is  the  pilgri  839 

CAIIE: 
Axxiors. 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  h'A 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe  .5.')6 
Lol  I  come  with  joy  tod  834 

Cast  os  God. 
Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way  476 
Jesus,  inv  Saviour.  Biot  4S0 
Who  in  "the  Lord  conlid  4!»3 
Away,  my  needless  fea  5.55 
Ciiveto  th"e  winds  thy  fe  5.56 
O  Lord,  how  happy  sho  563 
Lo!  I  come  with  joy  tod  834 

CHARITY. 

Holv  Lamb,  who  thee  co  80 
Tho"n  art  the  way;  to  th  81 
BehoM  where  in  a  mort  142 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  4M.S 
Jesus  let  all  thy  lovers  s  4ii8 
Must  I  my  biother  keep  4'»9 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  .500 
.lesus,  my  Lord,  how  ric  502 
These  mortal  joys,  how  s  503 
Father  of  mercies,  send  .'lOt 
.Tesus,  unite'l  by  thy  gr  742 
Christ,  from  whom  all  b  743 
Father,  at  tliy  footstool  s  744 
Giver  of  concord.  Prince  747 
Lo!  what  an  entcrtaini  748 

CHASTENIN<;S.     {See  Af- 
Jliclion.t.) 


CHILDREN: 

Baptized. 
tiod  of  eternal  truth  an  2:i4 
How  laige  the  promise,  2:iti 
See  Israel's  gentle  ~hep  237 
Thus  Lydia  sanctided  h  2:!.s 
Saviour  who  thy  Hock  a  7U0 

Death  ok. 
Wherefore  should  I  mak  815 
We  shall  sleep,  but  not  f  1*03 

Is  Worship. 
Young  men  and  maiden  22 
Celestial  liove.  come  fro  K'J 
Come,  let  us  join  «  ith  o  25«i 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  G  4:16 
These  mortal  joys,  how  8  503 
The  morning  lloweis  di  611 
Our  Heavenly  Father,  h  762 
Around  the  throne  of-  G  892 

Piously  Educated. 
How  shall  the  young  sec  6.SI 
Shepherd  of  tender  yout  6!W 
Saviour, who  thy  flock  a  700 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  701 
By  cool  Siloam's  >hadv  r  #02 
A\  hile  we  with  fear  and  70;i 
Mercy,  descending  from  704 
O  how  <an  they  look  up  705 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  7S»1 
C.entl  •  straniier,  fearles  814 
Around  the  turoue  of  Uo  892 
CHOICE: 

Of  Mary. 
O  love  divine,  how  swee  3."i6 
Be?ct  with  snares  on  cv  526 
I.ol  I  come  with  joy  to  d  834 

Of  Moses. 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  wa  524 
t  HORUSOF  PRAISE. 

Young  men  and  iiiai<lcn    22 
Inlini.u  God,  lo  thee  wc     3ii 
CHRIST: 

AuiniNG  WITH  Believers. 
Sun  of  mv  soul,  thou  Sa  S22 
Abide  with  me:  fa.-tfall  828 

Adoration  of.  {See 
Praise  to  Christ.) 
This,  this  is  the  God  we  23 
Hail,  thou  once  desi>ised  V*i> 
Come,  let  us  join  our  die  143 
Behold  the  glories  of  th  147 
Shall  hvmns  of  grateful  1.50 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 

Advent, First.  {Ahosee 
Star  of  Bethlehem.) 
Hark!  the  gla<l  sound,  t  ."» 
.lov  to  the  worbl.lhe  I  o  .59 
Mortals, awake!  with  an  60 
While  shepherds  watch  61 
Sing,  nil  in  heaven,  at  J  62 
Hark!  the  herabi  an  pel  (B 
Tons  this  dav  a  Child  is  67 
Hark!  what  inean  those    68 


INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 


297 


CHRIST:  {Otniinued.) 

When  marshaled  on  tlie    69 
BiifThtest  and  best  of  ih    V2 
Angels  from  the  realms    'i 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  e  13o 
Lome,  thou  long-expect  778 
Advent,    Second.     ( See 
Christ,  SecondComing 
of.) 
All  in  All. 
Thou  hidden  souice  of  c  158 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  form  47."> 
Fountain  of  life,  to  all  be  770 
Alpha  and  Omega. 

Love  divine,  all  loves  ex  Hi 
Amen. 

Lo!  he  conies,  with  clou  163 
Anntnciation   or.    (See 

Advent  of. 
Ascension  of. 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si  SS 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se  lU 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  1)9 
I^ord,  when  thou  didst  as  120 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  t  121 
Now  let  our  cheerful  ev  122 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  H  126 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  t  127 
Ashamed  of. 

.Tesus,and  shall  it  ever  b  493 
Atonement  of.  {Also  see 
Atonement.) 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo  91 
Our  sins  on  Christ  were  92 
Bound  upon  the  accu)-s  93 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  m  9i 
While  in  the  agonies  of  95 
O  love  divine,  \vhat  hast  96 
Would  .lesus  have  the  s  97 
Near  tlie  cross  was  Mary  98 
From  the  cross  the  bloo'd  99 
No-  all  the  blood  of  lieas  109 
Hail  i  tnoii  once  despised  129 
How  great  the  wisdom,  133 
Let  earth  and  heaven  ag  141 
In  evil  Ion?  I  took  delig  312 
Alas!  anri  did  mySavib  8« 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  386 
BEAtTT  OF. 

>Lajestic  sweetness  sits  154 
r.iRTH  OF.    (See  Advent.) 
Blood  OF.    'See Passion.) 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w  514 
■My  God,  my  God,  to  the  765 
Brazen  Serpent. 

Let  earth  an<l  heaven  a  141 
Bread  of  Life. 
Jesus,  at  whose  su))rem  242 
Author  of  our  salvation,  244 
Brother. 

Children  of  the  heavenl  45S 
Captain  of  Salvation. 
Hark,  how  the  watchma  209 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

Angels  your  niai'ch  opp 
Soldiers"  of  Christ,  arise. 
Onward,  Christian  soldi 
Stantl  up,  stand  np,  for 

Character  of. 
O  worshii*  the  King, 
My  dear  Redeemer  and 
Behold  where  in  a  mort 

Compassion  of.  {See 
Love  of.) 

Condescension  of.  {See 
Humanity  of  diuA Hu- 
miliation of.) 

Conqueror. 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  t 
Look,  ye  saints,  the  sigh 
My  Saviour  and  my  Kin 
Ci-ge  on  your  rapid  coui" 

Conquest  of. 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se 
The  Sun  of  righteousne 
The  Lonl  is  risen  indee 
Ye  faithful  souls  who  J 
Lord,  when  thou  didst  a 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  t 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  H 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  rise 

Corner-stone. 
Christ  is  made  the  sure 
Behold  the  surefoundat 

Coronation  of. 
The  head  that  once  was 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je 
Look,  ye  saints,  the  sig 
.lesus,"thou  everlasting 
Our  Lori-l  is  now  rejecte 

Credentials. 
Behold,  the  blind  their 

Cross  of.    (See  Crucifix- 
ion.) 
Let  the  world  their  virt 

0  thou  who  hast  our  sor 
Vain  ilelusive  world,  ad 
How  can  it  be,  thou  hea 
Jesus,  keep  me  near  the 

Death  of.  ySee  Atone- 
ment and  Passion  of. 
Crucifixion.) 

Delight  in. 
How  tedious  and  tastel 
My  .Jesus,  as  thou  wilt. 
Lord,  I  delight  in  thee. 

Dependence  on. 
Son  of  God.  thy  blessing 
T'phold  me.  Saviour,  or 

1  need  thee  every  hour. 
Desire  of  Nations. 

Hark!  the  herald  angel 
Angels,  from  the  realms 
Come,  thou  long-expect 
Divinity  of.    (See  God- 
head of.) 


210 


19 
79 
142 


121 
136 
160 
211 

8-8 
114 
115 
116 
119 
120 
121 
126 
127 

&S9 
691 

131 
1:^2 
136 
375 
904 


358 
391 
395 
866 


505 
509 
510 

459 
■JSl 
851 

63 
73 

77S 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

Exaltation  of. 
What  equal  honors  shal  76 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  78 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  119 
Now  let  our  cheerful  eye  122 
Hail!  thou  once  despise  129 
The  head  that  once  was  131 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je  132 
How  great  the  wisdom,  133 
Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin  i:-;4 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  147 
Redeemer  of  mankind,     159 

Example. 
My  dear  Redeemer  and  79 
Holv  Lamb,  who  thee  c  M) 
Outof  the  depths  to  thee  8:1 
What  grace,  O  Lonl.  an  130 
Behold  where  in  a  niorta  142 
When  Jesiis  dwelt  in  m  488 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  r  702 
Sweetly,  Lord,  have  we  868 

Excellencies  of. 
O  could  I  speak  the  mat  139 
Majestic  sweetness  sits  e  154 
My  Saviour  and  my  Kin  160 
Love  Divine,  all  loves  e  444 

Faith  in.    (See  Faith.) 

Following. 

0  Thou,  to  whose  all-se  534 
Foundation. 

Thee  will  1  love,  my  str  474 
Christ  is  made  the  sure  6S9 
My  hope  is  built  on  noth  !>49 

Friend  of  Sinners. 
One  there  is.  above  all  o  75 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si  88 
Behold  a  Stranger  at  th  291 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Frie  334 
Come,  O  thou  Traveller,  360 
What  a  friend  we  have  874 

Fullness  of. 
•Tesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  3.54 

1  know  that  my  Redeem  413 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jes  843 

Galilean  King. 
Hail!  thou  once  despise  129 

Gethsemane. 
Dark  was  the  night  and    84 
'Tis  midnight;  and  on,  110 

Glort  of.   (See  Exalted.) 
Far  as  thy  name  is  kno  205 
Let  everlasting  glories  c  682 

Glorying  in. 
Salvation,  O  the  joyful  s  65 
AVhat  equal  honors  shal  76 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  7s 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  c  91 
In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  g  101 
Mighty  God,  while  ange  140 
Let  e.arth  and  heaven  a  141 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch  143 
Nowbegin  the  heavenly  149 


298 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


CHRIST:  {Couiinued.) 

How  swi'i't  tlie  iKinic  or 
MaJt'Slic  swi'cii-.csssitse 
IMuiigi'd  ill  ;i  jiiilf  oi  ilar 
•Jesu;;,  I  love  lliy  (.'liarini 
My  Saviour  iiiul  my  Kin 
(Jrace 'tis  a  clianinn';  s 
To  God,  tlic  only  wise, 
Nature  with  o|)en  voluin 
or  Him  who  dill  salvati 
Now,  to  the  Lord  wlio  m 
Jesus,  and  sliall  it  ever 
"  1  ake  up  tliy  cross,"  the 

GODIIKAD  OF. 

Great  God,  to  me  the  sipf 
To  us  a  eliihi,  of  roval  b 
He  tlies.  the  Friend  of  s 
O  Love  divine  !  what  has 
Grace. 
Now  to  tlic  l^oi-d  a  noble 
What  }j:i-ace,  O  Lord,  an 
iVIajestic  sweetness  sits 
I'lun^ed  in  a  uulf  of  dar 
Grace  'tis  a  cliarminj?  s 
Nature  with  opeu  vohuu 

GPARDIAN'. 

Where  high  the  heaven 

Hiding-place. 
Rock  of  Ajres,  cleft  for  in 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 

High  Pkiest. 
Now  let  our  cheerful  cy 
\Vithjoy  we  mcdilate  t 

0  thou  eternal  \'iclnn,  s 
Now  to  tlu!  Loril,  who  m 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl 
Jesus,"my  Advocate  abo 
Arise,  my  so\d,  arise, 

1  know  that  my  Redeem 
Where  high  the  heaveul 

HUMAMTY  OK. 

JIv  dear  Redeemer  and 
olove  divine  that  stoop 
Hail  the<(ay  that  sees  H 
Behold  where  in  a  inorta 
When  Jesus  <lwelt  in  m 
Wlierehigh  the  heaveul 

Humiliation  of. 
What  ei|ual  honors  phal 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee 
O  snci-ed  Heail,  now  wo 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  c 
Bound  upon  th'  accurse 
O  Love  Divincl  what  ha 
Would  .Icsus  have  the  s 
Near  t  he  cross  was  Mary 
Behold  where  in  a  moi-ta 

iM  a(;e  of  the  Father. 
Mighty  God,  while  angc 

IMMAMEL. 

Hark',  thcherahl  angels 
Inx'arnation. 
IMortals.awake,  with  an 
While  shcphcr.ls  watch 
Sing,  all  in  heaven,  at  J 


Ui 
155 
15(i 
ICill 
111! 
102 

l(i.-) 
](>() 
4!  15 
513 


1(11) 
354 

122 
12:! 

im 

2()7 
309 
3S() 
4i:j 
773 

79 
82 
120 
142 

4S,S 
773 

7t) 
S3 
90 
91 
9:{ 
96 
97 
98 
142 

140 

03 

DO 
01 
62 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

ILirk  !  the  herald  angels 
Father,  our  hearts  we  1 
Tons  this  day  a  (  liild  is 
To  us  a  Child' of  i-oyal  bl 
Zion,  the  marvelous  slo 
Intercession  of. 
Now  let  our  cheerful  ev 
AVilh  joy  we  meditate  tli 

0  Ihoii  "eternal  \  iclini  s 
r.cl'ore  the  Ihrivne  my  Sa 
Hail  the  ilay  that  sees  h 
Hail,  thou  once  despised 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise, 

1  know  tliat  my  liedeem 
Invitation  of. 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu 

Jehovah. 
Great  Uoi\.  to  me  the  sig 
Jehovah,  God  the  Fathe 

Jests. 
To  us  a  Child  of  royal  h 
Jesus,  the  very  thought 
How  sweet  the  name  of 
Jesus,  I  love  thv  charm 
Ofor  a  thousand  tongue 

JllXiE. 

lio!  He  comes,  with  clo 
He  comes,  he  comes,  the 

King  of  Glory. 
Joy  to  the  world— the  L 
Oiir  Lord  is  risen  from  t 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  h 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je 
Rejoice,  the  Lonl  is  Kill 
Zion,  the  marvelous  sto 
Look,  ye  s;iints,  the  sig 
Hark,  "ten  thousand  liar 

Kino  of  Saints. 
O  worship  the  King,  all 
Ye  servants  of  (ioil,  you 
shout  the  glail  tidings. 
Now  to  the  Lonl,  who  ni 
Come,  thou  long-e\i>ect 

King,Soverei(;n. 
Joy  to  the  world,  the  T, 
Karth.  rejoice,  our  Lord 
'I'lie  head  that  once  was 
Itejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin 

Knocking. 
Behold,  a  stranger  at  th 

LAnnER. 
Redeemer  of  maukiiul, 

Lamu  of  God. 

Ye  that  pass  by,  behold 
Rehold  the  saviour  of  m 
Not  all  the  blood  of  bcas 
Mail,  thou  once  despised 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch 
Beliohl  the  glories  of  the 
Just  as  I  am,  without  o 
With  glorioiia  clouds  en 


63 

m 

67 
70 
135 

122 
123 
l;;4 
125 
120 
129 
132 
SS6 
413 


70 
152 
153 
156 
374 

103 
6'jO 

59 
121 
120 
127 
132 
134 
135 
130 
137 

19 
20 
135 
160 

778 

59 
I2.S 
131 
134 


S9 
94 
109 
129 
143 
147 
31S 

:i40 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 
Leader. 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great 
Lead,  kindlv  Light,  ami 
(Jeiitly  Lord,  O  gentiv  1 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fai 
Saviour,  like  a  shepher 

Life. 
How  sweetly  llowed  the 
One  I  here  isahove  all  ot 
Behold  the  blind  their  s 
My  ilear  Redeemer  and 
Hoi  V  Lamb,  who  then  c 
Tlio"u  art  the  W;iy  :  to  th 
Dark  w;is  the  night,  ami 
O  Master,  it  is  good  to  b 
When  iit  this  distance, 
O  garden  of  Olivet,  dear 
Ye  that  iiass  by,  behold 

0  sacied  Head^  now  wo 
What  grace,  <)  Lord,  an 
Beliobl  where  in  a  mort 
Dill  (  lirisl  o'er  sinners 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jes 


4(10 
462 
463 


74 
75 
77 
79 
80 
HI 
84 
85 

m 

87 
89 
!I0 

]::o 

142 

319 
843 


Light. 

0  Jesus,  Light  of  all  nat  146 
My  God,  the  spiing  of  ill  401 
0"word  of  (ioil  incarnat  688 
Sweet  hour  of  prayer,       7S9 

1  heard  the  voice  o"i'  Jesu  8-13 

T>0NG  SlFFERINO  OF. 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  291 
Depth  of  mercy  cau  ther  368 

Lord. 
The  head  that  once  w;is  131 
All  hail  the  iiower  of  Je  132 

Love  FOR.     (Sec  Love.) 

Love  of. 
Salvation,  O  the  Joyful  6  G."; 
One  there  is,  above  all  o  75 
Whate(|ual  honors  shall  76 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitleic  91 
Near  the  cross  was^larv  98 
Hark;  the  voice  oflove  a  113 
What  grace,  O  Lord,  an  130 
Awake,  mv  soul,  to  jovf  138 
O  could  1  sneak  the  mat  l;i9 
Mighty  (Jod,  whde  angc  140 
Let  earth  :ind  hc;iv*'n  a  141 
Come,  let  us  join  oiircli  143 
Behold  thegroriesof  the  147 
Now  begin  the  heavenly  149 
I'liiiigcd  in  :i  gulf  of  ilar  155 
Mv  Saviour  ;iiid  mv  Kin  16o 
<)i  him  who  did  safvillio  165 
Now  to  the  Lord  w  ho  m  166 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  346 
O  Love  divine,  liow  swe  :;.')('i 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  the  3i^ 
Hark,  mv  soul!  it  is  the  :!s.'> 
What  shall  1  do.  mv  (;o  3!H1 
How  cm  it  be.  thou"  lica  3<i.'. 
.Jesus  is  our  common  Lo  4(Hi 
Jesus,  thy  boiindle>«  lov  409 
Love  Divme,  all  loves  c  444 


INDEX  OP  SUBJECTS. 


299 


CHRIST:  {.Continued.) 

Do  not  1  love  thee,  O  my  400 
She  loved  her  .Saviour  a  4i)7 
There  were  ninety  anil  n  844 
What  wondrous  love  is  871 

LOVK  TO. 

Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  385 
O  'tis  deliglit  without  al  388 
<>  thou  God  of  my  salvat  38!) 
What  shall  I  do  my  God  390 
O  how  tlie  love  of  God  at  41'J 
Tliee  will  1  love,  my  str  474 
Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  4i)(5 
How  tedious  and  tastele  505 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  50ii 
Lly  sole  possession  is  thy  502 
Loveliness  op. 

What  grace, O  Lord, and  130 
Jesus,  these  eyes  have  n  14.5 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 
Majestic  sweetness  sits  154 
Light  of  life,  seraphic  fl  785 
Loving-kindness  of. 

Awake,  my  soul,  tojoyf  138 
Master. 
Thou  Refuge  of  my  soul  533 
Loril,  I  am  thine,  entire  829 
Mediator.  (See Interces- 
sion, of.) 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  H  126 
.  Arise,  my  soul,  arise,        3SG 
Meekness  of. 
My  dear  Redeemer  and    79 
What  grace,  u  Lord,  an  130 
Behohl  where  in  a  mort  142 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  488 
Mercy  of. 
What  gi'ace,  O  Lord,  an  130 
•Tesus,  Redeemer  of  man  305 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  the  368 
Messiah. 
'Tis  finished!    The  Mess  103 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  12S 
Lo!  He  comes,  with  clo  163 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorio  666 
Mighty  God. 
Great  God,  to  me  the  sig    51' 
Mighty  God,  wlule  ange  140 
Ministry  of. 
How  sweetly  (lowed  tlie    74 
Uchold  the  binul  theirs    77 
My  dear  Redeemer  and    79 
Behold  where  in  a  mort  142 
Miracles  of.    (See  Min- 
istry of.) 

Morning  Star. 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  495 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  794 

Name  of. 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je  132 
How  sweet  the  name  of  153 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charm  i  156 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  876 

Nativity.    (See  Advent.) 

Nearness  of. 

0  Love  divine,  that  stoop  82 
Offices  of. 

1  know  that  my  Redeem  118 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  129 
Now  to  the  Lord  who  m  106 
(<S'ee      Prophet.,     Priest, 

King,  etc.) 
Olivet. 
O  garden  of  Olivet,  dear    87 
'Tis   midnight;    and   on  110 
Our  Passover. 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  129 
Passion  of. 
Dark  was  the  night,  an  84 
He  dies!  the  Friend  of  s  88 
Ye  that  pass  b> ,  behold  89 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo  90 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  91 
Bound  upon  the  accurs  93 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  in  94 
While  in  the  agonies  of  95 
O  love  divine,  what  hast  96 
Would  Jesus  have  the  si  97 
When  [  survey  the  won  102 
'Tis  finished!  The  Messi  103 
When  on  Sinai's  top  I  s  104 
Sons  of  God,  triumphant  105 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  m  106 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 
Called  from  above,  I  ris  108 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beas  109 
By  faith  I  to  the  fountai  111 
O  thou  whose  offering  o  112 
Hark!  the  voice  of  love  113 
Alas,  and  did  my  Savio  344 
Pattern,    (See  Example 

of.) 
Physician. 

Jesus,  thy  far  extended  335 
Praise  TO.  (See  Praise.) 
Come  let  us  who  in  Chr  295 
Praise  the  Saviour,  all  677 
Preciocs. 
O  could  I  speak  the  mat  139 
Jesus,  these  eyes  have  n  145 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charm  156 
My  God,  the  Spring  of  a  401 
Priest. 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  119 
Now  let  our  cheerful  ey  122 
With  joy  we  meditate  t  123 
O  thou  eternal  Victim  s  124 
Before  the  throne  my  S  125 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  129 
Redeemer  of  mankind,  159 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  m  166 
Jesus,  tiie  Coneiucror,  r  208 
Blow  ye  the  tium|)et,  bl  207 
Jesus,  my  Ailvocate  abo  309 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  380 
I  know  that  my  Redeem  413 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 

Prince  of  Peace. 
Hark  the  glad  sound,  th  58 
Hark!  the  herald  angels  63 
To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  64 
Father,  our  hearts  we  li  66 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  th  678 

Prophet. 
Hark,  what  mean  those    6S 
To  us  a  Child  of  royal  bi    70 
How  sweetly  flowed  the    74 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  ui  160 

Redeemer. 
Mortals,  awake,  with  a    60 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  147 
I  know  that  iny  Redeem  413 
Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  I  511 

Refuge. 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  form  106 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  354 
Thou  Refuge  of  my  soul  533 

0  sometimes  the  shado  867 
What  a  friend  we  have  874 

Reigning. 
Joy  to  the  world— the  L  59 
He  dies!  the  Friend  of  s  88 
The  head  that  once  was  131 
Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin  134 
Hark,  ten  thousand  liar  137 
Jesus  shall  reign  Vvhere  658 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoin  66;) 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorio  606 
Hark!  the  songof  jubil  671 
Behold,  the  mountain  of  675 

Resurrection  of. 

He  dies!  the  Friend  of  s  88 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se  114 
The  Sun  of  righteousnes  115 
The  Lord  is  risen  indee  116 
Come,  ye  saints,  look  he  117 

1  know  that  my  Redeem  118 
Y'e  faithful  souls.  Mho  J  119 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  t  121 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  II  126 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  rise  127 
The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  255 
Mary  to  the  Saviour's  to  870 

Righteousness  of. 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  376 
My  hope  is  bullion  noth  849 

Rock  of  Ages. 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  m  106 
By  faith  1  to  the  fountai  111 
Glorious  things  of   thee  200 
My  hope  is  built  on  noth  849 

Sacrifice.       [See     Pas- 
sion of.) 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beas  109 
O  thou  eternal  Victim, s  124 
Alas,  and  did  my  Saviou  344 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,       386 


300 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


CHRIST:  {Continued.) 
Savioiu,  the. 
O  sacred  llcarl,  now  wo    90 

0  could  I  speak  the  mat  i:ii) 
My  hope,  my  all,  my  Sa  oGS) 
(Also  see    J'assion    and 

Hacrijjcc.) 
Second  coming  oi-\ 
Hark,  ten  thousand  har  137 
Lo!  He  comes  with  clo  l(i:i 
He  conies!  he  comes!  Ih  WIO 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  r>!»l 
Lo!  on  "a  narrow  neck  o  5'.I2 
Day  of  judjjnient,  day  o  ()2ii 

1  lo'nj;  lo  heliold  him  arr  04:! 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoin  (UiO 
O  the  hour  when  this  m  841 

Session  ok. 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  119 
Now  let  our  cheerful  eye  I'l'l 

SHEPIIKKI), 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  i  527 
Shepherd  of  tender  yout  (199 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  7ol 

Son  ok  David. 
How  did  my  heart  rejoi  197 
Jesus,  if  stiil  thou  art  to  339 

Sox  of  God. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose    .'50 
Bound  ui)on  the  accurse    93 

Son  op  Man. 
J'.ound  upon  the  accurse    93 

SOKKOW  OF. 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee    83 

Suffering.      (See     Pas- 
sion.) 

Sun  of  UioiiTEOUSNESS. 
Hark  !  the  herald  angels    63 
The  bun  of  righteousnes  11.') 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  Gt>7 

Surety. 
Arise,  mj'  soul,  arise,       380 

Sympathy  of. 

0  Love  divine,  that  stoo  S2 
Out  of  the  depths  to  Miee  83 
Now  let  our  cheerful  ey  122 
^\  illi  joy  we  meditate  t  J23 
IJehold  where  in  a  niort  142 
Anieie  high  the  heavenl  773 

Teaciiek. 
How  sweetly  floweil  th    74 

Temptation  of. 
;My  dear  Uedecmer,  and    79 

The  Fountain. 
There  is  a  fountain  fillc  107 
Called  from  ahove,  I  ris  108 
Forever  here  mv  rest  sh  408 
Fountain  of  life",  to  all  b  770 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jed  843 
Tkansfkjukation  of. 

O  :Master,  it  is  good  to  h  S.") 
When  at  this  distance,  80 
\\lien  on  Sinai's  top  1  s  104 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

TuEE  OF  Life. 
Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  459 

Trust  in.    (See  Trust.) 

Unseen,  but  True. 
Jesus,  these  eyes  liave  n  145 
Not  with  ourniorliil  ey  3sl 
O  thou  God  of  my  salv'a  389 

^■ICTORIOUS.      (iSife    Con- 
queror.) 

Way, Truth,  and  Life. 
Thou  art  the  way:  to  th  81 
<)  thou  whose  olVeniigo  112 
Kedeemer  of  mankiiid,  159 
Jesus,  the  all-restoring  305 
Jesns,  the  Life,  the  Trut  423 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  W  470 
O  thou  that  wouldst  not  004 

■Weeping. 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  319 

Will  of. 
Jly  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt,    509 

Word  of  God. 
O  Word  of  God  incarna  088 
CHUISTIAX  ACTIVITY: 

Calls  to. 
(Jo,  labor  on;  sjieml  and  501 
O  it  is  hard  to  work  f<n-  5l3 
.stand  up!  stand  up  for  5S0 

Duty  of. 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have  4S6 
So  let  our  lips  and  li\  es  490 
Teach  me,  my  (iod  and  528 
Ain  1  a  solilieV  of  the  cr  500 
AVork  for  the  night  is  co  910 

Kncouragement in. 
Come,  let  us  anew,  Our  457 

CHRISTIAN    :\IIXISTRY. 

(See  Minislri/.) 
CHIIISTIAXS:  (See Saints.) 

Christ  the  Life  of. 
Jesus,  we  look  to  thee,      732 

Conflicts  of. 
As  pants  the  hart  for  coo  353 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  3.54 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  314 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  .540 
Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  er  600 

CONQUERgRS  TTIKOUGH 

Christ.  ISre  Wtir/are.) 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  409 
Soldiersof  t'hrist,  arise!  572 

Duties  of. 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  485 
A  charge  lo  keep  I  have  4Mi 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 
Go,laboron;  si>eiid  and  .501 
Teach  nic,  my  God  and  528 


CHRISTIANS:  (Continued.) 
Encouracjements  of. 
Children  of  the  heavenl  4.5S 
liow  th'in  a  foundation,  .540 
Your  harps  ye  trembliii  547 
Example  of. 
Rise,  O  my  soul,  ]nirsue  405 
So  let  our"lips  and  lives  490 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fa  o:!7 
Fellowship    ok.       (Sec 

Communion.) 
Graces  of.     (Sec  Faith., 
Jlope,  ami  Love.) 

0  for  a  heart  to  nraise  440 
So  let  our  lips  ancl  lives  490 
Father,  whale'er  of  cart  .545 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my    777 

Security  of. 
Lord,  how  secure  and  bl  397 
CHRISTMAS.       (See    An- 
gels,    Sonq     of,     and 
'Vhrist,  Advent  of,  and 
Jnearnution  of.) 

ClirKCH: 

Reloved  of  God. 
God  in  his  earthly  temp  202 
Glorious  things  of  thee  2(Ki 
On  the  inountain's  top      074 
(j  real  is  the  Lord  our  G  090 

Beloyed  of  Saints. 

1  love  thy  kingdom,  Lor  194 
llow  did  my  heart  rejoi  l!t7 
How  pleasant,  how  divi  203 
I'eople  of  the  living  Gotl  749 

Catholicity  of. 
The  praise  of  Zion  wait  200 
t)  might  my  lot  be  cast  w  2o7 

Dedication     of.       {See 
Dedication .) 

Delivered. 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awak  212 

Divine  Institution. 
Zion  stands  bv  hills  suit  195 
The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  liHi 
How  did  my  heart  rejoi  197 
Blessed  are  the  souls  \vh  IlKS 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  1!H) 
The  praise  of  Zion  wait  200 
Great  God  iitleiid.  w  hile  201 
(iod,  in  his  earthly  temp  202 
How  pleasant,  how  dm  20:1 
Great  is  our  redeeming  '-'(U 
Far  as  thy  name  is  kno  205 
(Morions  "things  of  thee  VSXl 
O  might  my  lot  be  cast  207 

Divinely  Protected. 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  109 
Great  (Jod,  attend  while  2ol 
Ann  of  the  Lord,  awak  21:! 

Exhorted. 
A  wake,  JcruBulcm,  nw.-i  214 


INDEX  or  SUBJECTS. 


301 


CHURCH:  (Continued.) 

Glory  of. 
How  pleasant,  how  divi  203 
Glorious  things  of  thee  206 
Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers  498 
DauglUer  of  Ziou,  froui  6(51 

Increase  of.    {See  Mis- 
sions.) 

Joining  the. 
1  love  thy  kingdom,  Lo  194 
O  might  my  lot  be  cast  207 
''Take  up  thy  cross,"  th  543 
Like  Noah's  weary  dov  738 
Hapiiy  the  souls  to  Jesn  740 

0  telline  no  more,  <>f  th  741 
reopleof  the  living  God  749 
Witness,  ye  men  and  an  753 
Lord  1  am  thine,  entire!  829 

Laying  of  Corner-stone. 

On  this  stone,  now  laid  692 
Love  to. 

1  love  thy  Ivingriom,  Lo  194 
The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  190 
How  did  my  heart  rejoic  197 

Militant. 
Jesus,  the  Conqueror,  re  208 
Hark,  how  the  watchma  209 
Angels  your  march  oppo  210 
Urge  on  your  rapid  con  211 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awa  212 
Arm  of  the  Lonl,  awak  213 
Awake,  Jerusalem,  awa  214 

Secure. 
When  Israel  of  the  Lor  559 

Triumph  of. 
Jesus,  the  Conqueror,  re  208 
Urge  on  your  vapid  con  21 1 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awa  212 
A  mightv  Fortress  is  on  551 
Forward  be  our  watch w  574 
On  the  mountain's  top  674 
Behold  the  mountain  of  675 
AVatchman,  tell  us  of  th  678 

Unity  of. 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch  143 
One  sole  baptismal  sign  193 
The  praise  of  Zion  wait  200 
God,  in  his  earthly  tem  202 
Hark.  hark,  my  soul;  an  633 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bin  751 

CIRCUMSPECTION. 

Be  It  my  only  wi8<loni  h  479 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 

CLOSE  OF  SERVICE.  {See 
Ser  171011.) 
To  God,  the  only  wise,  162 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  m  166 
Saviour,  again  tothyde  266 
Forever  here  my  rest  sh  408 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  t  581 
Blest  be  the  tic  that  bin  751 

CLOSET.       [See     Medita- 
tion.) 


COLLECTIONS: 

For  Missions. 
The  nations  call;  from  669 
From  Greenland'sicy  m  670 
I'raise  the  Saviour, ally  677 

For  the  Toou. 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  488 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  500 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  ri  502 
These  mortal  joys,  how  503 
Father  of  mercies,  send  C04 

COLLEGE     COMMENCE- 
MENT. 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  698 
Shepherd  of  tender  you  699 
While  we  with  fear  iind  703 

COMFORT.      (.See     Afflic- 
tions.) 

COMING  TO  CHRIST.  (See 
Sinners.) 

COMMISSION,  APOSTOL- 
IC. 
"  Go  preach  my  gospel "  215 

COMMUNION: 
Of  Saints. 
AVhat  grace,  O  Lord,  an  130 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch  143 
I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lor  194 
'•Take  up  thy  cross,"  th  543 
Jesus,  we  look  to  thee,  732 
All  praise  to  our  redeem  733 
How  sweet,  how  heaven  735 
Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  w  736 
Come,  and  let  us  sweetl  737 
Like  Noah's  weary  dov  738 
Jesus,  great  Shepherd  o  739 
Happy  the  souls  to  Jesu  740 
Otell  me  no  more.  Of  t  741 
Jesus,  united  bj'  thj'  gra  742 
Christ,  from  whom  all  h  743 
Father,  at  thj'  footstool  744 
'Mid  scenes  ot  confusion  745 
God  of  love,  that  hear'st  746 
Giver  of  concord,  Princ  747 
Lo!  what  an  entertaini  748 
People  of  the  living  Go  749 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  sear  7.50 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bin  751 
God  of  all  consolation  t  752 
Witness,  ye  men  and  an  753 
Our  souls,  by  love  toget  754 
Lift  up  j'our  hearts  to  t  7.">5 
New  every  morning  is  t  792 
I  love  to  tell  the  story  875 
With  Christ. 
O  Love  divine,  how  sw  356 
Sweet  the  moments,  ric  400 
My  God,  the  spring  of  a  401 
I>6rd  of  earth,  thy  formi  475 
How  tedious  and  tastele  505 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israe  506 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w  514 
My  God,  my  (wrtion,  an  518 
How  vain  are  all  things  519 
Thou  hidden  love  of  Go  520 


COMMUNION:  (Conhnued.) 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  521 
From  every  stormy  win  767 
With  God. 
My  God,  the  spring  of  a  401 
Talk  with  us.  Loiii,  tliys  466 
Cheered  with  ihy  conve  467 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  473 
My  God,  my  Portion,  an  518 
Blest  hour,  when  inorta  757 
AVhilethee  I  seek  protec  818 
Far  from  the  world,  O  819 
I  love  to  steal  awhile  aw  820 
O  thou  great  God,  whos  824 

COMPASSION: 
Christian. 
Behold,  where  in  a  niort  142 
Jesus,  these  e\  es  have  n  145 
Arise,  my  tend'rest  thou  301 
AVhen  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  488 
]Must  I  my  brother  keep  499 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  500 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  ric  502 
These  mortal  joys,  how  503 
Father  of  mercies,  send  504 
Lord,  if  thou  Ihy  grace  612 
O  it  is  hard  to  wbi-k  for  513 
Divine. 

0  bless  the  Loi-d,  my  sou  6 
My  soul,  repeat  his  prai  9 
Praise  ye  the  Lord;  'tis  13 
I'll  ])raise  my  Maker,  w  14 
The  pity  of  the  Lord,  28 
Let  every  tongue  thy  go  35 
Thy  ceaseless,  unexhau  46 
Great  God!  to  me  the  si  52 
Eternal  depth  of  love  di    56 

CONFERENCE  OF  MIN- 
ISTERS. 
Except  the  Lord  conduc  227 
And  are  we  yet  alive  228 
Jesus,  the  truth  and  po  229 
Jesus,  acoei»t  the  praise  230 
Blessed  be  the  dear  unit  231 
And  let  our  bodies  part,  232 

CONFESSING  CHRIST. 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  co    80 

1  love  thy  kingdom.  Lor  194 
Jesus,  arid  shall  it  ever  495 
Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  mv  496 
"Take  up  thy  cross,"  th  543 
Like  Noah's  weary  dove  738 
Happy  the  souls  to  Jesu  740 
O  tell  me  no  more.  Of  th  741 
People  of  the  living  God  749 
AVitness,  ye  men  and  an  753 

CONFESSION     OF      SIN. 

(See  Sin.) 
CONFIDENCE: 
In  Christ. 
In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  101 
Vain,  delusive  world,  a  891 
Son  of  GofI,  thy  blessing  459 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  468 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  W  470 


302 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


COXFIDEXCE:  {Continued.] 
Still  stir  me  up  to  strive 
.Jesus  to  thee  I  now  can 
Thou  IJefuge  of  my  soul 
F.nlher,  1  know  that  all 
How  linn  a  founilation 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my 

In  PKOVinKNCE. 
How  firm  a  founrliition 
Throujj:h  all  the  cliangin 
Away  my  niiliclievinfr  f 
Commit  thou  all  thy  (rri 
Away,  my  needU'.ssfear 
Give  to  the  wiiuls  thy  fe 
])aj"by(lay  the  manna  f 
M'lienl^riiel,  of  the  Lor 
Though  troubles  assail, 
I'rinee  of  Peace,  conti'ol 
Ourljoil  IS  love:  and  al 

COXFLAGRATIOX,  FI- 
NAL. 
The  tlav  of  wrath,  that 
Day  of  "wrath.  <)  dreadf 
Throujtli  soriow's  nicht 
Shall  man,  O  Ciod  of  lig 

CONFLICT. 

Eai'tli,  rejoice,  our  Lord 
, Jesus,  the  Conqu'ror  rei 
Hark,  how  the  watchm 
Angels  youi'  march  oj^io 
I'rge  on  your  lapid  con 
Daughtei"  of  Zion,  awa 
Arm  of  the  I>(n'd,awak 
Awake,  .Jerusalem,  awa 
Thy  way,  not  mine.  <_)  L 
Deem  not  that  they  ai-e 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cr 
AVhen  lean  readinylitl 
Soldiers  of  Clu-ist,  .Trise 
Come  on,  my  i)artners  i 
My  sold,  be  on  thy  guar 
I  the  good  light  have  fo 
lie  leadeth  me!  ()  bless 
Onlv  waiting i,ill  the  sU 

CONFORMITY: 
To  (JUKI ST. 
My  dear  Re<leemer,  and 
llolv  Lamb,  who  thee  co 
Thou  artthe  Way;  to  th 
IJehold  where  in'a  niort 
Let  him  to  whom  we  no 
Loving  .lesns,  gentle  La 
Come,  S.-ivionr  .lesns.  fr 
Father,  Son,  ami  Holy 
Lord  in  the  strength  of 
O  God,  what  ofT'ring  slm, 
()  fora  heart  to  praise  m 
Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  a 

To  THE  WORI.n. 

Vain,  ili'lusive  world,  a 
O  how  the  love  of  (Jod  a 
Rid  nie  of  men  beware, 
God  of  love,  that  liear'st 
CONSCIENCE: 

GlILTV. 

Not  all  the  blood  of  bcas 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whose 


477 

507 
5:!3 
5-14 
54ti 


r.4rt 
ti',0 
552 
554 
555 
550 
5,5.S 
559 
5(il 
6(;7 
TS4 


591 
595 

t;o(> 

C34 

123 

SOS 
209 
210 
211 
212 
213 
214 
530 
.581 
5()(; 
571 
.572 
57(1 
57S 
579 
SGI 
8S« 


T9 

80 
81 
142 
407 
415 
4:!5 
4:5(i 
4:!7 
4:!9 
440 
441 

391 
419 
494 
740 


109 
:^02 


CONSCIENCE  •  (Cunlinual.) 

PEACEKfl,. 
Ivord,  how  secure  and  b 

Tendeu. 
I  want  n  pi-inciple  withi 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Rrot 
I'phold  nie.  Saviour,  or  1 
liid  me  of  men  beware, 

CONSECRATION: 

Ok  Possessions. 
■\Vben  I  survey  the  won 
Father,  into  thy  han<ls  a 

Of  Self.  (,Sre  Sanctijl- 
culiun.) 
Our  (jod  ascends  his  lr)f 
Mv  Saviour,  how  shall  1 
\\1ien  1  survey  the  won 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio 

0  for  a  closer  walk  with 

1  thilsl,  thou  wounded 
How  cm  it  be,  Ihou  hea 
Let  him  to  whom  we  no 
>ly  (iod,  accept  mv  hea 
1  wonlil  be  thine,  llion  k 
O  how  the  love  of  God  a 
Come,  Lofd,  ami  claim 
Come,  Saviour.  .Jesus,  Ir 
F'atlicr,  Son,  an<l  lIolyG 
T^ord,  in  the  streugtli  of 
O  (iod!  what  on"riiig  sh 
Jesus,  all-atoning  Lam 
(iod  of  almighty  love, 
Hark  the  voice  of  .Testis 
Witness,  ye  men  and  .•in 
lieingof  lieings,  (iod  of  1 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entire 
Lord  .Jesus,  I  long  to  be 

CONSISTENCY. 

So  let  our  lijis  and  lives 
Jlysoul,  be  on  thy  guar 

CONSOLATION.     (See  Af- 
Jlictiiiiix.) 
My  span  of  life  will  s(x> 

CONSTANCY. 

Awake,  my  soul,  sireich 
A  charge  to  keep  1  have 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  k 

CONTENTMENT. 

Lord,  it  beloncrs  not  to  m 
Father,  I  kiuiw  that  all 
Father,  wliate'erof  eart 
Author  of  good,  we  rest 
Dav  bv  day  the  manna 
When  "Israel  of  the  Lonl 
My  span  of  life  will  soo 
Father,into  thy  hands  a 
I^!  I  come  with  joy  to  d 

(  ONTRITION. 

God  calling  yet!  shall  I 
O  for  that  tenderness  of 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners 
A  broken  heart,  my  (Jod 
AVhcn,  rising  from  the  b 
Lord,  I  despair  myself  t 


478 
4  SO 
4S1 
494 


102 


15 
100 
102 
a44 
3(ht 
394 
;i95 
407 
410 
412 
419 
421 
435 
43(! 
437 
439 
451 
4^7 
489 
7.53 
771 
829 
857 

400 
578 


4fi9 
4  St! 
528 

404 
.544 
645 
.548 
558 
559 
5fi4 
s:!3 
834 

292 
313 
319 
324 
32<; 
328 


CONTRITION.     iConltitHcd.) 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio  :U4 
Sweet  the  moments,  ijc  4<Kl 
I'ass  me  iiot,0  gentle  Sa  bo2 

CON  V  i: R S I ( ) N  :  ( Scr Fa ilh, 
JitstiJiculioH,  livyen  - 
cruliun.) 
Lord,  witli  glowing  lie.a  148 
Just  iis  1  am,  \\  itliiiiil  o  318 
Arise,  my  soul,  an^c,       ;(S(J 
.Jesus,  I  my  <'ioss  li:i\e  t  540 
1  heard  the  voice  of  Jes  S43 
(iRATiTi  hi:  fou. 
()  for  a  thousand  tongii  374 
Now  1  ba\f  foiiiul  the  g  1^78 
Thee  will  I   lo\e,  my  str  474 

CONVICTION  OF  SIN. 

Come,  vc  wearv  thinners  28* 
God  calling  yet!  shall  I  292 
Jcsns,  thou  all-rcdeemi  :i06 
Jesus,  thv  blessings  are  :!07 
Autborof  faith,  to  thee,  :^as 
Jesus,  mv  Adv(K'ale  .-ibo  :{09 
show  inty  Lord.O  Lord  :!10 
O  for  that  leinlerness  of  313 
O  that  I  ctmld  repent,  3l(i 
O  that  I  could  repent,  <)  317 
(iod  is  III  (his  .Mild  every  322 
Long  have  I  seemed  to's  32;} 
.•\  broken  heart,  my  (jo  324 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  eoiice  :!25 
^\■hcll.  rising  from  the  b  .S26 
Lord,  I  despair  nivself  t  :{28 
When  shall  thy  love  con  32S) 
Jesus,  let  ihv  iiitvingev  3(i«i 
Awaked  bv"siiia"i's  aw'f  :i84 

0  blessed,  l)lessC>d  sound  77(i 

1  heard  the  viiice  of  Jes  S43 
CORONATION  OF  (  IIRIST. 

AH  hail  the  power  of  Je  132 
Look,  ye  saints,  the  sig  i:i<J 
Jesus,  "ilioii  everlasting  875 
'J'alu'  the  name  of  Jesus  S7ft 
Our  Lord  is  now  i-ejecle  904 
COUNTRY,  OCR. 

0  righlciuis  (iod,  thou  J  720 
Lord,  while  for  all  man  721 
Great  Go<l  of  nations,  no  727 
My  country,  'tis  df  ihcc,  728 
God,  bless  our  name  la  729 

COURAGE. 

Urge  on  vonr  rapid  con  211 
Am  I  a  .s'oldier  of  the  cr  !M\ 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise,  572 
Onward,  Christian  sold  575 
Staml  up!  stand  up.  for  J  5s0 

COVENANT: 
Entekixc!  into. 

1  love  thy  kingdom.  Lor  194 
The  iiifniiiseof  my  faihe  241 
Like  Noairs  we.ary  do\  e  73s 
Otell  iiic  i!o  more  of  this  741 
Pcoph'of  lhell\  ing(iod.  749 
Witness,  ve  men  and  a  75:'. 
O  h.ippy  day  that  M\ed  827 
Ixird,  1  am  tluncentirel  s29 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


303 


COVENANT:  (Continued.) 

Renkwed. 
Come,  let  iis  wse  the  gi'a 
CREDENTIALS.         (See 

Christ.) 
CROSS: 

At  the  Cross. 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo 
IJeliold  theSavioiu-of  ni 
Nearthecrosswas  Mary 
When  1  survey  the  won 
"When  on  Sinai's  top  J  se 
'In  evil  lonjr  I  took  delig 
Alas!  itnd  ilid  my  Savio 
Sweet  the  moments,  ric 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entire 

Baxxek  of  the. 
Onwanl,  Christian  soldi 

Bearing. 
Jesus,  r  my  cross  have  t 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  cro 
"Take  up  thy  cross,"  th 

Glorvinii  in. 
In  tlie  cross  of  Christ  I  g 
Wlien  1  survey  the  won 
Jesus,  the  very  tliought 
Nature  with  open  voluni 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t 
Must  Jesus  bear  tne  ero 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cr 
Jesus,  keep  me  near  the 

Looking  to  the. 
Bound  upon  th'  accurse 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  m 
While  in  the  agonies  of 
()  love  Divine,  what  has 
Woulil  .lesus  have  the  s 
My  Saviour,  how  shall  I 
When  I  survey  the  won 
In  evil  long  I  took  delig 
Aiiproacli,  my  soul,  the 
O  thou  who  hast  our  so 
Vain,  delusive  world,  a 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  Wa 
.Jesus,  lo  thee  1  now  can 

Power  of. 

The  Head  that  once  was 

Soldier  of. 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cr 
Onward,  Christian  soldi 
Stand  up!  stand  ujj,  lor 
CROSSES. 

Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord 
Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m 
Lord,  1  delight  iu  thee. 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  w 
Beset  with  snares  on  ev 
Tiiy  way,  not  nunc,  O  L 
Deem  not  that  thev  are 
O  thou,  to  whose  all -sea 
'Tis  my  lia)ipiness  below 
When  ui using  sorrow  w 
O  thou  who  driest  the  m 
Jesus,  1  my  cross  have  t 


90 
!)4 
98 
102 
104 
312 
314 
400 
S29 


540 
542 
543 

101 
102 
l.W 
1(;4 
514 
540 
.542 
5(iG 
800 

93 
94 
95 
9() 
97 
100 
102 
312 
340 
358 
391 
47li 
607 

131 

506 

.575 
5S0 

:2S 
4(i4 
510 
524 
520 
530 
531 
534 
535 
538 
539 
540 


CROSSES.  {Continued.) 
I  shall  not  want:  in  des 
How  lirm  a  foundation. 
Your  harps,  ye  tremhlin 
Author  of  good,  we  rest 
I  worship  thee,  most  gr 
Through  all  the  chiingi 
Away,  my  unbelieving 
Comiiiit  thou  all  thy  gri 
Awaj'!  my  needless  lea 
(iive  to  the  winds  thy  fe 
Day  by  day  the  niann.a  f 
Wlien  Israel,  of  the  Lor 
Walt,  O  my  soul,  thy  ISl 
Tho'  troubles  assail,  and 
M  V  span  of  life  will  soon 
Why  thus  impatient  to  b 
A m"  1  a  soldier  of  the  cio 
Prince  of  peace,  control 
Thou  Lamltot  God.  thou 
My  hojie,  my  all,  my  Sa 
Amazing  grace,  hoiv  sw 
When  1  can  read  my  tit 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise, 
Come  on,  niv  i^artners  in 
1  the  good  fight  have  to 
Our  God  is  love;  and  all 
People  of  the  living  (4oil, 
t)n!y  waiting  till  the  sh 

CROWN  OF  GLORY. 

Awake,  my  sonl.  stretch 
j\ly  sole  possession  is  th 
My  .span  of  life  will  .soo 
Stand  up!  stanil  up,  for 

CRUCIFIXION:  (See 
CItrist.) 
Of  Christ. 
He  <iies.  the  Friend  of  si 
Ye  that  pass  by,  behold 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  c 
Our  sins  on  Christ  were 
Bound  upon  th'  accurse 
BehoM  the  Saviour  of  m 
While  in  the  agonies  of 
O  Love  divine,  what  ha 
Would  Jesus  have  the  si 
Near  the  cross  was  Mary 
Fi'oni  the  cross  the  blood 
Jly  Saviour,  how  shall  I 
When  I  survey  the  wond 
'Tis  iinished!  The  Mcs 
When  on  Sinai's  top  I  sc 
Nature  with  open  volum 
To  THE  World. 
When  I  survey  the  won 
Ye  faithful  sovils,  who  .J 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t 

W^ITH  CnRIPT. 

Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  a 
DAILY  BREAD. 

Day  by  day  the  manna  f 
DARKNESS: 
Providential. 

O  thou,  to  whose  all -sea 

O  thou  who  driest  the  m 


64 1 
540 
547 
548 
549 
550 
552 
554 
555 
550 
558 
559 
560 
501 
504 
505 
500 
507 
508 
509 
570 
571 
572 
570 
579 
734 
749 
880 

469 
5(i2 
564 

580 


88 
89 
90 
91 
92 
93 
94 
95 
90 
97 
98 
99 
100 
102 
103 
104 
104 

103 
119 
540 

441 


534 
539 


DARKNESS:  (Continued.) 
How  firm  a  foumlation, 
Away,  my  unbelieving  f 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri 
Away  I  iny  needless  fea 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe 
Prince  of  Peace,  control 
Our  God  is  love,  and  all 
Spiritual. 
Why  should  the  childre 
Jesus,  mj'  Advocate  abo 
God  is  iu  this  and  every 
AVhen,  gracious  Lord,  w 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to- 
As  pants  the  hart  bu-  co 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Sun  of  my  soi.l,  tliou  Su 

DAUGHTER  OF  ZION. 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awak 
Daughter  of  Ziou,  from 

DAY: 

Of  Birth. 
Come  away  to  the  skies, 

Of  Death. 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages 
Teach  me  the  measure  o 
Thee  we  adoie,  eternal 
Death  rides  on  every  pa 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  a 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo 
And  am  I  boi'n  to  die? 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of 
And  am  1  only  born  to  d 
When  thou  my  righteou 
Shrinking  froin  the  cold 
Whv  sliould  we  start  an 
How  blest  the  righ  eons 
O  thou  that  woiUdst  not 

Of  Grace. 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  pur 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi 
Behold  a  stranger  at  th 
Repent;  the  voice  celest 
And  will  the  judge  desc 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi 
While  life  ))rolongs  its)) 
Late,  late!  so  late  and  d 
O  where  shall  lest  be  fo 

OfJi'dgment.  (See  Judg- 
ment.) 
Lo!  He  comes  with  clou 
He  comes,  he  comes,  the 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  d 
Day  of'wrath,  O  drea<lf 
And  must  i  be  to  juilgm 
Through  sorrow's  night 
Day  of  ludgment,  da  v  of 
Shiill  nian,  O  God  of  lig 

Of  Pentecost. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whos 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words 
Loi-d,  we  believe  to  us  a 
Let  songs  of  praises  fill  t 
Father,  if  justly  still  we 


540 
552 
5.J4 
555 

556 
507 
734 

183 
309 
322 
33V 
339 
353 
354 
822 


212 
001 


813 

.583 
584 
585 
586 
587 
588 
589 
592 
593 
594 

Goa 

601 
002 
004 

284 
2S9 
291 
29(5 
298 
299 
300 
320 
588 


163 
590 
591 
595 
695 
606 
629 
634 

167 
108 
109 
170 
180 


304 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


DAY:  (Continued.) 

On  all  tl'.ooiuth  tliyspir  ISl 
iircat  .S|)ii"il,  bv  wliose  ISo 
Loiil  God,  till-  Holy  Gho  1!S8 

DEATH: 

ANTlClPATF.n. 

Gently,  Loril,  O  pcntly  1  403 
Tcacli  Die  the  measure  o  6.S4 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  585 
Death  rides  cm  every  pa  586 
Hark!  from  the  tomlisa  587 
And  am  I  oid\  Imrii  tod  593 
Through  Minow's  night  600 
Forever  with  tlie  Lord,  631 
I  wouhl  not  li\e  ahvav,  647 
Abide  with  me:  last  fall  828 
It  may  be  fur,  it  may  be  'JOfi 

Bed  of. 
O  sacred  Head,  now  won    CO 

Christ's  Puksknce  in. 
Why  should  we  start  au  601 

Confidence  in. 
Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m  464 
How  firm  a  loundalion,  546 
O  God,  our  help  iu  ages  583 

CONQl'EKED. 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si  SS 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  ^2' 
Unveil  thy  bosom,  faith  612 
And  must  this  body  die  610 

CONTEil  PLATED. 

Shrinking  from  the  cold  600 
Svhv  should  we  start  an  601 
A  fe"w  more  years  shall  r  (io;? 
Sun  of  mv  soul,  thoii  Sa  822 
Ueyond  tiic  smilnig  and  Ssa 

Eteknal. 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  58S 
And  am  I  only  born  toil  5i)3 
That  awful  day  will  sur  rm 
O  Thou  that  wouldst  no  604 

Of  a  Cuild. 
Go  to  thv  rest,  fair  child  607 
Thy  lifc'I  read,  my  grac  608 
Life  is  a  si)an,  a  Heeling  610 
Calm  on  tlie  l)osom  of  th  615 
Wherefore  should  1  mak  815 
We  shall  sleep,  but  not  f  903 

Of  a  Chkistian. 

Asleep  in  .Testis,  blessed  .'■>99 
How  blest  the  righteous  602 
Unveil  thy  bosom,  faith  612 
Hark!  a  voice  divides  Ih  61;! 
Hear  wh.it  the  voice  fro  614 
Calm  on  the  bosom  of  th  615 
Whv  should  our  tears  in  616 
WhV  do  we  mourn  depar  618 
And  must  this  body  die?  619 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  gra  620 
Lo!  the  inis'nor  is  relea  621 
Rejoice  for  a  brother  de  622 
.Tesus,  while  our  hearts  a  623 
What,  though  the  arm  o  625 
Go  to  the  grave  in  all  th  626 
It  is  not  death  iodic,        627 


DEATH:  {Continued.) 

Servant  of  (io<l,  well  don  632 
Hark,  hark!  iiiv  soul,  an  (iit:; 
Happy  soul,  IhV  davs  ar  840 
We  shall  slcei>,  but  not  f  90;: 

Of  a  Fin  end. 
Friend  after  friend  depa  617 

Of  a  MiMsTKit. 
What  though  Ihe  arm  of  625 
Servant  of  (iod,  well  don  <;;;2 
Servant  of  God,  well  don  l>.'.5 

Of  a  Sisteu. 

Lo!  the  pris'ner  is  relea  C-'l 
Of  a  YoiNO  Minister. 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  th  620 

Of  a  YOINU  I'EKSON. 

AVhen  blooming  yonth  is  609 
Life  is  a  span,  a^lleetiiig  (iio 
The  morning  llowersdis  (ill 
Calm  on  the  bosom  of  th  615 
Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted,  024 
Welcomed. 
1  would  not  live  alway,  647 
O  mother  dear,  .lerusale  618 
.Jerusalem,  my  liapjiy  iio  649 
There  is  a  land  of  i)iire  d  6.'i0 
On  .Jordan's  stormy  ban  651 
Ready  for  my  eaitiien  b  831! 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  f  842 
DECLENSION,  SPIRITUAL. 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav  178 
Return,  O  "wanderer,  ret  293 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  304 
Depth  of  mercy  !  can  the  :!(W 
How  hapiiy  are  ihe  new-  3'.i'.) 
O  thoil  \ylii>all  things  ca  471 
Saviour,  visit  thy  plaiita  787 

DEDICATION: 

Of  CufRCiiES. 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  on  172 
Christ  is  made  liie  sure,  689 
Great  is  the  Lord,  our  G  6!t0 
Rehold  the  sure  f(nin<lal  691 
Uchohl  thv  temple,  G.kI  693 
Ami  will  the  great  el  (Mil  t)94 
The  perfect  worhl  by  Ad  695 
Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  690 

O  F  S  E  L  F.    ( Sec  Con  srcrn  - 
lion    and    Sanvlifica- 
iiou.) 
Let  Him  to  whom  wc  no  407 
( ome  Saviour.  .Jesus,  fr  4:15 
F.Mther,  Soii,aiid  Holy  (J  436 
Lord,  in  the  strength  of  437 
O  God,  what  on'eri'ng  sh  4:!9 
O  happy  day  that  llxed  827 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entire  829 
DELAY: 

Dancer  of. 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  275 
J'.ehold,  a  Stranger  at  Ih  2'.tl 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  588 


DKLAY:  (Continued.) 
Of  Repentance. 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  pur 
Hasten  sinner  to  be  wis 
Kepcnt,  the  voice  cclest 
And  will  the  .Judge  desc 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  llii 
While  life    prolongs  its 
Late,  lale,  so  laiel  and  d 
When  shall  lliy  lovccon 
And  can  1  yet  'delay, 
When,  gracious  Lord,  W 

DELIGHT: 

In  Christ. 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  form 
Ho\y  tc<lloiis  and  taslele 
Thou  .sheidierd  of  jsiac 
l>ct  not  th"'  wise  their  w 
!My  (iod,  my  i)c)rtiiin  an 
How  vain  aVi'  all  things 
'i'hou  hidden  love  of   Go 

In  (ioD. 
Early,  my  Gorl,  without 
Lord",  how  secure  and  b 
IMvGod,  tlieS))i  iiigof  id 
How  liapjiv  are  lliey  \vh 
All  iiraiselo  the  Lamb, 
•Jesus  is  our  coniinon  Lo 
Thee  will  1  love,  my  sir 
Jly  God,  my  life,  my  lov 

DELIVEUANCE: 

Acknowledged. 
God  of  my  life,  whose  p 
'J'hroiigh  all  the  changin 
INIv  span  of  life  will  soo 
<;<")d  of  mv  life,  through 
When  all  thy  mercies, O 
I  saw  a  way-worn  truv 
Prayed  for. 
O  God,  who  madcst  eart 
Angel  of  covenanted  gr 
DEPENDENCE: 

On  CHRIST. 

Rock  of  A  ges.  cleft  for  m 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee 
In  evil  long  1  took  delig 
Father,  I  wail  ln'forc  th 
Wherewith,  <>  Lord,  sh 
Lord,  1  desp.iir  invscir  t 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  fnen 
Jesus,  thy  far  extended  f 

0  thim  who  once  they  11 
JosMs,  if  still  Ihiiii  art  to 
With  glorious  clouds  en 
While  ficad  in  trespasse 

1  ask  the  gift  of  righteo 
How  sad  our  stale  by  n 
Al:is!  and  did  my  Savio 
Father,  1  strcich'  my  ha 
Approach,  my  smd,  Ihe 
Jesns,  my  all,  to  heaven 
Jesus,  mv  Lor<l,  alteml 
As  pan  Is  the  hart  for  co 
,Tesns,  Lover  of  my  soul 
Let  the  world  their  virt 


284 
2811 
2!m; 

29.S 
2911 

:^(Kl 
:j2(i 

329 

3:;u 

!537 


475 
.505 
,506 
514 
518 
5 19 
520 

397 
401 
402 
404 
4U6 
474 
617 


47 

5.50 
.51  >4 
831 
832 
900 

799 


100 
308 
312 
314 
:{21 
TJH 
Xii 
335 
:t!6 
3:!9 
340 

:ui 

342 
343 
344 
•m:> 

346 
3.50 
:{51 
3!>3 
3.54 
355 


INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 


305 


DEPENDENCE:  (Contwued.) 
()  love  divine,  how  swee  350 
Thou  great  mysterious  357 
O  lliou  who  hast  our  sor  358 
C  onie,  O  tliou  Traveler  u  360 
Yiekl  to  nie  now,  lor  1  a  3(51 

0  thou  in  whose  presen  370 
Son  ol  God,  thy  blessing  459 
Still  stir  me  up  to  strive  477 

1  need  thee  every  hour,   851 
On  God. 

The  God  of  Abrah'm  pr  17 
The  God  who  reigns  on  18 
O  for  a  faith  that  will  u  454 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  4(50 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  4(58 

DEPUAVITY.      ((See    Sin, 
Original.) 

DESPAIR 

()  wliere  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
Tluit  awful  day  will  sur  597 

DESPONDENCY.       (See 
Christian,  Conflicts  of.) 

DESTRUCTION   OF    THE 
WOULD. 
The  (lay  of  wrath,  that  .591 
Day  of  wrati.,  O  dreadf  595 

DEVOTION. 

Lord  of  earth,  thy  form  475 
Do  not  I  love  thee',  O  my  4915 
How  vain  are  all  things  519 
Thou  hidden  love  of  Go  520 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  521 

DILIGENCE: 
In  Secular  Business. 
Teach  me,  my  Ciod  and  528 
Forth  in  thy  name,  O  L  825 
Lo!  I  come  with  joy  tod  834 
In  Spiritual  Life. 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  469 
ISIv  flrowsy  powers,  wh  470 
O'thou  who  all  things  c  471 
Awake  our  souls,  away  472 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  500 
Forward  '.  be  our  watch  574 

DISCOURAGEMENT. 

O  it  IS  hard  to  work  for  5)3 

DIVINE  MAJESTY. 

My  God,  how  wonderful  16 
Eternal  Power,  whose  hi  31 

DOUBTS: 
Deplored. 
When  shall  thy  love  con  329 
Andean  I  yet  delay,        33J 
Ah!  wnither  should  I  g  331 
When,  gracious  Lord,  w  337 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe  550 
Removed. 
Behold  the  blind  their  s    77 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  ii  360 
S'iehl  to  me  now,  for  I  a  361 
Mow  I  have  found  the  g  378 

20 


DOUBTS:  (Continued.) 

All  in-aise  to  the  Lamb,  a  404 
How  flrin  a  fouiulatioii  540 
Away,  my  unbelieving f  552 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Away!  my  needless  fear  555 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe  556 
Though  troubles  assail,  561 
Piince  of  peace,  control  567 
Our  God  is  love;  and  all  731 

DROUTH. 

O  Lord,  in  mercy  spare  712 

DUTY.     {See  Christian.) 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have  486 

0  it  is  hard  to  work  for  513 

1  worship  thee,  most  gra  549 
EARLY  PIETY. 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  280 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  698 
Saviour,  who  thy  flock  a  700 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  701 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  r  702 
Mercy  descending  from  704 
Around  the  thi'one  of  G  892 
I  think,  when  I  read  tha  909 

EASTER.   {See  Christ,  Res- 
urrection of.) 

EBENEZER. 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  ev  525 

EDUCATION  OF  Y'OUTH. 
How  shall  the  yonng  sec  681 
Come,  Father,  Son,"and  698 
Shepherd  of  tender  you  699 
While  we  with  fear  and  703 

ELIJAH. 

How  happy  are  they  w  402 
Cheered  with  thy  conve  467 

EMBARKATION'. 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  730 
How  are  thy  servants  bl  731 

ENCOURAGEMENT: 
To  THE  Christian. 
The  God  of  Abrah'm  pr  17 
Earth  I'ejoice,  our  Lord  128 
Who  in  the  Lord  confide  493 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  L  530 
Deem  not  that  they  are  531 
When  musing  sorrow  w  538 
O  thou  who  driest  the  m  539 
How  firm  a  foundation  546 
Author  of  good,  we  rest  548 
Through  all  the  changin  550 
Away,  my  unbelievuig  552 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Away!  mj' needless  fear  555 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe  556 
Day  by  day  the  manna  f  558 
When  Israel,  of  the  Lor  559 
Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  M  5(50 
Though  troubles  assail,  ,561 
My  span  of  life  will  soo  564 
Why  thus  impatient  to  565 
Ami  a  soldier  of  the  cr  566 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  508 


ENCOURAGEMENT:  {Con- 

tinited.) 
My  hope,  my  all,  my  Sa  569 
Amazing  grace,  howsw  570 
When  I  can  read  my  titl  571 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise  572 
Come  on,  my  partners  in  576 
I  the  good  light  have  fou  579 
Our  God  is  love;  and  al  734 
Only  waiting,  till  the  s  886 

To  THE  Penitent. 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  308 
Just  as  I  am,  without  o  318 
Wherewith,  O  Lord,  sh  321 
Lord,  I  despair  myself  t  328 
O  my  ofl'endod  God,  332 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  frien  334 
Jesus,  thy  far  extended  335 

0  thou,  whom  once  they  336 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  t  339 
With  glorious  clouds  en  340 
While  dead  in  trespasse  341 

1  ask  the  gift  of  righteo  342 
How  sad  our  state  by  n  343 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio  344 
Father,  I  stretch  my  ha  345 
Approach,  mv  soul,  the  346 
By  thy  birth  and  by  thy  348 
Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  350 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend  351 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 
Let  the  world  their  virt  355 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  S  852 

END: 

Of  Life. 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  482 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  .588 
And  am  1  born  to  die?  589 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  o  592 
And  am'I  only  born  to  d  593 
When  thou,  my  righteo  594 
Shrinking  from  the  cold  600 
Why  should  we  start  an  601 
How  blessed  the  righteo  602 
O  Thou  that  wouldst  no  604 
Through  sorrow's  night  606 
Shall  man,  O  God  of  ligh  6§4 

Of  Time. 

Lo!  Hecomes,  with  clou  16." 
The  (lav  of  wrath,  that  d  .591 
Day  of  wrath,  O  dre.adf  .595 
Dayof  judgment, day  of  629 

ENEMIES  PRAYED  FOR. 
Behold  whei-e  in  a  mort  142 

ETERNAL  LIFE. 

Come,  let  us  ioin  onr  fri  582 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
.Tcsus,  while  our  hearts  <a  623 
It  is  not  death  to  die,  627 
Forever  wiih  the  Lord,  631 
How  happy  every  child  644 
O  what  a  blessed  iiope  is  645 
And  let  this  feeble  body  646 
There  is  a  land  immorta  653 
Beyond  the  smiling  and  889 


306 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


ETl;; R N A  L  P i; X I S 1 1 M  K X T. 

O  wluM-e  sliall  iT<t  I)e  fo  588 
And  am  1  Ijoni  to  dieV  58!) 
Ami  am  I  only  lioni  tod  o'.t;! 
Day  of  wrath,  Oureacll'ii  5!).) 
O  Tliou  tliat  woiildsL  not  OU-t 

liTEUXAL  UliWAKDS. 

O  wlicre  shall  rest  l)C  fo  .WS 
And  am  1  lioin  to  die y  S.S!) 
]>oI  on  a  narrow  neck  of  r)i)2 
And  am  1  only  horn  to  d  5ti:! 
O  Thou  ihal  w'onldst  not  GU4 
It  IS  not  death  lo  ilio,  (>-27 
And  let  tins  feeble  boily  Ulli 
ETERXITY. 

O  tJod,  our  help  in  ages  riS3 
O  w  lieie  shall  rest  be  fo  .■)N8 
Forever  with  the  Lord,  li:;i 
While  with  ceaseless  co  710 

EUCH  A n rsT.    iSee  Lord's 

EVEXIXG. 

.Saviour,  ag:aiii  to  tliv  dc  2()() 
Tlii.n  >on  of  (iod.  whose  302 
All  praise  to  thee,  my  G  800 
Omnipresent  (iod  !  whos  801 
Saviour,  breathe  j'.n  even  N02 
The  (lav  is  past  and  };o'i  !>o:5 
Thus  far  the  Lord  hallil  804 
How  do  thv  meicieselos  805 
My  God.luiw  endless  is  t  806 
Kow  fi-om  the  allai'  of  o  807 
Thou.  Lout,  hast  blessed  80,S 
Softly  now  the  li^ditof  d  809 
Dread  So\  ereii;ii,  let  mv  810 
radins,  still  tiidiuK.  the  811 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sav  822 

EXALTED.  (SceChrislEx- 

alU'd.) 
EXAMPLE.     (See    Christ 

and  Chrisliun.) 

EXIIDKTATIOX: 
MrTlAL. 

"Take  up  tliy  eross,"'  th  543 
Clirist,  from  whom  all  b  74:! 
Try  us,  ()  (iod.  and  sear  750 
Lift  ui)  your  hearts  to  th  755 
To  Sin  NEKS. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  1)1  207 
Sinner.s.  obey  the  jtospel  208 
(^omc,  O  ye  sinners,  toy  2(1!) 
Come,  siiiners,  to  the  po  270 
Ho!  cverv  one  that  tbirs  271 
O  do  not  "let  the  word  de  272 
Come,  ye  sinner.s,  poor  a  273 
O  turnye,  O  turn  ye,  fo  274 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  s  275 
The  voice  of  free  grace  c  270 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
Ye  wretched,  Ininfrry,  st  278 
Let  cverv  mortal  ear  at  279 
In  the  so"ft  season  of  thy  280 
Droopinp:  sotds,  no  lonpe  2H1 
The  Lonl  declares  his  w  2.s2 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  ev  283 


EXHORTATION :  (Continued.) 
Vain  man,  tliv  fond  purs  284 
Wearv  sonls'tliat  wand  285 
\\  hat conld  _\<iiir  liedee  2.'-0 
.•sinners,  turn,  w  by  will  y  2.S8 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  lie  wi  2.S9 
IJcbold  a  str.in-erat  the  291 
Iweturn,  ()  w  andi  it-i',  re  293 
Come,  ye  disc(Misolate,  294 
Come,  let  us  who  m  Chr  295 
Reijcnt,  the  \  oice  eelesti  29o 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  (io  2!I7 
And  will  the  Judge  des  298 
To-morrow,  Loid,"isthi  2iH) 
M'bilelife  proion-^'s  its  pr  300 
Arise,  mv  teiid'iest  thou  301 
Thou  Son  (il  (icid,  whose  302 
What  is  Ihc  tbinp;of  gie  303 
Come,  ()  thou  all-\  ictori  304 
•Jesus,  Redeeniel'of  man  305 
Jesus,  thou  all-redeemin  300 
Jesus,  tliy  blessinjrs  are  307 
Day  of  judgment, day  of  C29 

EXPOSTL'LATIOX. 

0  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  274 
Droiiping  souls,  no  long  281 
\'i  bat  could  your  Kedee  2x0 
Sinners,  turii,  why  will  288 

FAITH: 
Act  of. 
Jnst  as  1  am,  without  on  318 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  376 
.Arise,  my  soul,  arise,        3S0 
My  faith  look.s  up  to  the  398 

Asrilt.VTION  OK. 

Jesns,  Lover  of  mv  soul,  3.">4 
My  faith  looks  np'to  the  .398 
Give  nie  the  wings  of  fa  037 

A.SSI-KANCE  OF.  (tSre  As- 
su7-ance.) 
There  is  a  fountain  fille  107 
How  can  a  sinner  know  3S0 
We  by  his  Spirit  inove,  :i83 
Happy  the  man  that  (in  390 
Lord,"  it  belongs  not  to  464 
We  know,  by  faith  we  k  036 

Confession  of. 
Jesus!  and  shall  it  ever  b  495 
Jesus,  I  mv  cross  have  t  .540 
People  of  tlic  livingGod,  749 
Witness,  ve  men  an<l  an  753 
()  happy  day,  that  li.xed  827 

FOINDATION  of. 

Now  I  have  found  thegr  373 
How  firm  u  foundation,  .540 
My  hojie  is  built  on  noth  849 

FitflTS  OF. 

So  let  oui-  lijis  an<l  lives  490 
Who  in  the  Lord  conlid  493 
Mv  soul,  with  all  thy  wa  524 

1  shall  not  want:  in  <lesc  541 
I  worship  thee,  most  gr  640 

Is  ClIlMST. 

'Tis  finished!  The  Messl  103 
Sons  ol  God,  trininphau  105 


FAITH:  (Cuntiniicl.) 

I{ockof.\ges,  cleft  for  in 
There  is  a  foiuitain  lille 
(ailed  from  above.  I  rise 
Xot  all  the  blood  of  b.'as 
]ty  faith  I  to  the  lonniai 
()  Iboii  whoseolVringoii 
Hark !  the  voice  of  love 
Approach,  my  soul,  the 
Jesus,  thy  blood  ami  rig 
All  prais"e  to  the  Lamb, 
Forever  here  my  rest  sh 
My  (iod,  accept"  my  hea 
Justification  hv. 

Rock  of  .\ges.  cleft  for  ni 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beas 
In  evil  lonir  I  took  ilelig 
Mherewith,  O  Lonl,  sh 
Jesns,  my  Lord,  attend, 
Jesus.  Liiver  of  mv  soul. 
Let  the  world  their  virt 
O  thou  w  bo  hast  (Uir  .so 
O  for  a  tlunisand  tongue 
Jesus,  thon  e\(•l•la^lmg 
Jesus,  thy  bk>od  ami  rig 
Author  o"f  faith,  eternal 
O  blessed  souls  are  they 
How  can  a  .sinner  know 
lU'hold  what  wondrous 
We  by  his  .spirit  prove. 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise, 

LlVIN(J  BY. 

Vain,  delu.sivc  world,  a 

0  for  a  faith  lh;U  will  n 
Jesus,  my  trulli,  my  w;i 
Still  stirine  up  lo  st'i'ne, 
Jesu.s,  to  thee  I  now  can 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fa 

Phayek  fok. 
Spirit  of  faith,  come  do 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee 
•Kist  as  I  am.  w  illuuit  on 
^\■ith  glorious  clouds,  en 
How  sad  our  state  by  n 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio 
Father,  I  stretch"  mv  ha 
Father  of  Jesus  (  hrist. 
Father,  1  know  that  all 

Sanctifyinc. 
(iod  of  eternal  truth  an 
Father  of  Jesus  l  bnst, 
Father,  1  <lare  believe. 
Come,  <)  mv  (.od,  the  pr 
Jesus  hath  died  that  1  in 

TlUlMI'llANT. 

If,  Lortl,  1  have  .terepla 
Come  on,  my  partners  i 

1  the  good  light  have  f<>u 
Weak. 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath 

Hark!  mv  soul,  it  is  the 

Son  of  (iod,  thy  blessing 

.Jesus,  shall  I  never  be 

FALL  OF  MAX.     ( Srr  Dr. 

prnrili/  and  Onijinal 

Sin.) 


106 
107 
108 
109 
111 
112 
113 
346 
37(i 
404 
4US 
41(1 

106 
109 
312 
321 
3.d 
354 
3.55 
:!.58 
374 
375 
376 
.S77 
379 
:t80 
382 
:^83 
386 

391 
4.54 
470 
477 
.507 
637 

174 
308 
31S 
340 
343 
:i44 
:i45 

4:;4 

.544 

234 
434 
43S 
449 
400 


311 
3S5 
459 
492 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


307 


!■  AMILV  WOUSHll': 
Morning. 

Slieiiherd  of  tender  yout  GOO 
Siivioiir,  like  ii  shepherd  701 
Awake,  iny  soul,  and  wi  701 
New  every  luonunj";  is  t  702 
Lord,  ill  the  luorniiig  th  70:! 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  704 
See  how  the  morning  su  70.") 
Once  more,  my  soul,  the  70(; 
Giver  and  Guardian  of  707 
-\wake,  my  soul,  to  mee  70S 
All  praise  to  thee,  my  G  Suo 
Evening. 
OnmipresentGod!  whos  801 
Savuiur,  breathe  an  eve  t-02 
The  davis  past  and  gon  8():! 
Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  1  804 
How  do  thy  mercies  clos  8<i.') 
My  God,  how  emlless  is  t  Sdii 
Now  from  the  altar  of  o  8(t7 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  blest  m  8iis 
Softly  now  the  light  of  d  8o0 
Dread  Sovereign  Jet  niv  810 
Fading,  still  fading,  the  811 
1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw  820 
Suu  of  my  soul,  thou  Sa  822 
FAREWELL: 

CUUISTIAN. 

And  let  our  bodies  part,  2n2 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bind  751 
God  of  all  consolation,  t  752 
Our  souls  by  love  togeth  7')! 
Lift  up  yoisV  hearts  to  th  755 
God  be  with  you  till  we  018 

Dying. 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  8'2 

Missionary. 
Yes,  my  native  land,  I  1  O:" 
FASTS.   (Sc Humiliation.) 

0  righteous  God,  thou  ju  72i) 
FEAR: 

Dispelled. 
Xow  I  have  foun<l  the  g  378 
ifow  linn  a  foundation,  5-l(i 
Through  all  therhangin  .550 
Away,  my  unbelieving  f  552 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Away,  my  needlossfear  555 
Giveto  the  winds  thy  fe  55ti 
Though  troubles  assail,  501 

Of  God. 

1  want  a  principle  with  47S 
ISc  it  my  only  wisdom  h  470 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  brot  480 
Uphold  liie,  Saviour,  or  4,si 
God  of  all  grace  and  niaj  50-; 
My  soul,  be  oil  thy  guar  578 

r<EAST: 
Gospel. 
Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  208 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  2(i0 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
IIo!  every  one  that  thirs  271 


FLAST:  i Continual.) 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  a  27^ 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  8t  278 
J^et  every  mortal  ear  att  270 
All  things  are  ready,  co  855 
Of  the  Lord's  Si'pper. 
The  King  of  heaven  his  230 
Let  all  who  truly  bear     24G 

FELLOWSHIP: 
Christian.     t^See  Chris- 
liun   Felloxvship    and 
Communion  oj  Saints.) 
With  Christ. 
\'nin,  <lelusive  world,  a  301 
Lord  of  earth,  th}'  form  475 
How  tetliousand  tastele  505 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  500 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w  514 
My  God,  my  portion,  an  518 
How  vain  are  all  things  510 
Thou  hidden  love  of  God  520 

FIDELITY: 
Ministerial. 
Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  224 
Saviour  of  men,  thy  sea  225 
Eijuip  me  lor  the  war,     837 
To  Christ. 
I^et  him  to  whom  we  no  407 
Jesus,  thy  boundless  lov  400 
My  God,  accept  my  hea  4lo 
Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  fr  4;;5 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  G  4:j(i 
Lord,  in  the  strength  of  437 
O  God,  what  ofl'ring  sh  430 
Do  not  1  love  thee,  O  my  400 
My  soul,  with  all  thv  wa  524 

FOLLOWING  CHRIST. 

My  dear  Refleemer,  and  70 
Tliou  art  the  way,  to  the  81 
Behold  where  in  a  mort  142 
Jesus,  1  my  cross  have  t  5-10 
People  of  the  living  God  740 

FORBEARANCE,  CHRIS- 
TIAN. 
Try  us,  O  God;  and  sear  7-'0 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bin  751 

FORERUNNER,     CHRIST 
OUR. 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se  114 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  ]10 
O  thou  eternal  Victim,  si  124 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  h  123 

FORGIVENESS.  (See  Sin- 
ner and  Faith,,  Justi- 
fication by.) 

FORMALITY. 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  s  323 

FORSAKING    ALL     FOR 
CHRIST. 
When  I  survey  the  wond  102 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  5J0 
People  of  the  living  God,  740 

FORTITUDE. 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  ^fa  oHO 
Why  thus  impatient  to  b  505 


FORTITUDE:  (Continued.) 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  ,566 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  5()8 
Amazing  grace,  how  sw  57(» 
When  1  can  read  my  titi  571 

FOUNDATION,  CHRIST 
THE. 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m  100 
How  sweet  the  name  of  1.53 
A  mighty  fortress  is  our  551 
Behold  the  sureFounda  001 
Sly  hope  is  built  ou  noth  840 

FOUNTAIN: 
Of  Being. 

Great  God,  to  me  the  sig    52 
Of  Blood. 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 
The  voice  of  free  grace    270 
Of  Life. 

Fouutain  of  life  to  all  be  77(1 
Of  Living  Water. 
Glorious  things  of  thee  n  20G 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  w  204 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesti  843 
Opened. 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  form  100 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  I07 
(ailed  from  above,  I  ris  108 
By  faith  I  to  the  Fount.a  111 

F(rjRTH  OF  JULY. 

T-ord,  while  for  all  man  721 
My  country,  'tis  of  thee,  728 
God  bless  our  native  Ian  720 

FR  A I LT  Y  OF  M  AX.     ( Sec 
Life.) 

FIMEND  OF  SINNERS. 

One  there  is  above  all  ot  75 
Behold  a  sti-anger  at  th  201 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Frien  334 

FRIENDSHIP,  CHRIS- 
TIAN : 
How  did  my  heai't  vejoi  197 
Jesus,  uniteVl  by  thy  gra  742 
Christ,  from  whom  all  b  743 
Father,  at  thy  footstool  744 
God  of  love,  tliat  hear'st  740 
Giver  ot  concord,  Princ  747 
Lo!  what  an  entertainiu  748 
People  of  the  living  God  740 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  sear  750 

FUNERAL.     {See  Death.) 

Come,  let  us  join  our  fri  582 
One  sweetl.y  solemn  tho  605 
"Why  should  our  tears  i  6)0 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  gr  620 
We  shall  sleep,  but  not  f  903 

GARMENT    OF    SALVA- 
TION. 
Awake!  .Tenisalem,  aw  214 

GENTILES  CALLED. 

Lord  overall,  it  thou  h.a  004 
JLii'k!  the  song  of  Jubil  07J 


308 


INDEX  OP  SUBJECTS. 


GEXTLEN'KSS. 

Loving. Jesus,  RCiillc  I-a 
Jesvis,  united  by  lliy  gi'ii 
(iivcrof  conconl,  rrince 
Speak  gently,  it  is  bette 

(.JETllSE^rAXE.         {See 
Christ.) 

c;iFT.S,  SIMIMTUAL. 

Son  of  Ciod,  lliy  lilpssing 
S»  let  our  lips  and  lives  e 
OTh(>ii,«  ho  earnest  from 
I'lUlier,  to  tlii'c  my  soul 

GLORIA  IN  EXt  ELSIS. 
Glory  be  to  Cioil  on  high 

GLORY  OF  GOD. 

O  worship  the  Kins,  all 
Lord,  thy  glory  tills  the 
O  God,  llioii  bottomless  a 
The  spacious  lirmament 
Parent  of  gooil!  thy  bou 

GLORYING      IN      THE 

CROSS. 
■\Vliile  in  the  agonies  of 
In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  g 
^Viu■^  1  survey  the  won 
Nature  with  open  volum 
Jesus,  keep  me  near  the 
GOU: 
Adoration  of. 
Jloly,  holy,  holy.  Lord  G 
OTliou,  whom  "all  thy  sa 
Come.  O  ni.v  soul,  in'sac 
Our  God  ascends  his  loft 
My  God,  how  wonderfii 
This,  this  is  the  God  we 
Praise  the  Lord,  ye  lieav 
Eternal  power  whose  hi 
Before  Jehovah's  awful 

Ai-L  IN  All. 
My  God,  the  Spring  of  a 
My  (iod.niy  life,  my  love 
iNIytiod,  my  portion,  an 
Eiither,  to  thee  my  soul 

Almkmity.    {SceOmnip- 
olcyit.) 

Ancient  of  Days. 
Come,  thou  almighty  Ki 

ATTKirjtTKS  OK.   {.'^ee  Dif- 

fciciit  Allnbuies.) 

Jly  God,  how  wonderful 

Father,  how  wide  thy  gl 

High  in  the  heavcns,"eie 

Being  ok. 
A  thousand  oracles  Divi 
The  spacious  firmament 
The  heavens  declare  thy 

COMMINION'  WITH.  (See 
Cotnniunio)i.) 
Ofor  a  closer  walk  with 
More  love  to  thee,  O  C'hr 
O  how  the  love  of  God  at 
Come,  Lord,  nnd  claim  in 
Great  God,  indulge  my  h 


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747 
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4'.io 
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4Jl 


GOD:  (OmiUnuedJ 

Compassion  ok. 
My  soul,  repeat  his  iirai 
Tlie  |)ity  of  the  l.oid, 
J'arent  of  good  !  thy  bou 

Conoescension  ok. 
My  God,  how  wonderful 
Jjcfore  .leliovah's  awful 
Eternal  ilcplh  of  love  di 

CliEATOH. 

I'll  i)raiscmy  Maker  wh 
The  t'paciovis  lirmament 

Decrees  ok. 
God  moves  in  a  mysteri 

Deliverer. 
(iuidc  me,  O  thou  great 
sing,  O  \e  ransomed  of  t 

ICternityof. 
My  (iod,  how  wonderful 
O  (iod.  tlKui  bottondess 
Shall  foolish,  weak,  shor 
Ere  mouniains  leared  t 
O  God,  our  help  in  agci 

Existence  OF.    (See  Jie- 
iny  of.) 

Faitiifi'lness  ok. 
The  (iod  of  Abraham  pr 
Let  us  with  a  gladsome 
Thy  ceaseless,  une.\  ha  us 
To  (jod,  the  only  wise. 
Cast  thy  Imrileii  on  the 
How  linn  a  fotindation. 
Through  all  thechangin 

Father. 
since  all  the  v,irying  so 
I'allier  of  hcaveii,  whos 
lieliold  what  wtmdrous 

Fear  of. 
(iod  of  all  grace  and  ma 

Forhkarance    of.     I  See 
LoiKj -suffering  of.) 

Gentleness  of. 
How  gentle  God's  coinm 

tiLORY  OF. 

O  worship  (he  King,  all 
Lord,  thv  glory  fdlstheh 
Father, "liow  wide  Ihy  gl 
Teach  me,  my  (iod  imd 
Thee  we  adoie.  elcriial 
The  heavens  ileclare  thy 
Goodness  ok. 
O  bless  the  Loril,  my  .so 
I'll  praise  my  M.aker  wh 
L('t  us  w  ilha  gladsome 
Let  every  tongue  thy  go 
Shall  foolish,  weak,hhor 
.Since all  the  v.'irvingscc 
]Iow  gentle  God's  comm 

(iUACE  OK. 

IMy  soul,  rejieat  His  prni 
Let  every  tongue  thy  go 
Thy  ceaseless,  une.\°hau 


f.s.-, 
OSO 

G 
14 

21 


511 

Hi 

32 

:!7 
5:! 

5S:! 


17 
21 
40 
1()2 
J(W 
51  () 
5.50 

44 

50 


G(JD:  [Conltiiuoi.) 

High  Ml  the  hc;\vens,  cte 
(ireal  (iod  !  lo  me  ihesij 
Eternal  depth  of  love  di 
Lord,  with  gh>wing  hea 

Gratiti'de  to. 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  sou 
O  Gotl,  our  strength,  to  t 

Greatness  of. 
O  God,  thou  bottondess 
Shall  loolish.  weak,  shor 
Jnllnite  (iod,  to  thee  we 

GlMDANCE  OF. 

Far  as  thy  name  is  kno 
(iuide  me',  ()  thou  great 
Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid 

Helper. 
Through  all  thechangin 
()  (loil,  our  help  in  ages 

Holiness  ok. 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  T-ordG 
Our  (iod  ascends  his  loft 
Jloly  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is 
'i'heo  we  ailore,  eternal 
Lonl,  in  the  morning  th 

J.MMtTABLE.         {ScC     I'll- 

eliaii{/r(tble. 
INCO-MPREIIENSIBLE. 

OGod,  Ihon  bottomless  a 
shall  foolish,  weak,  shor 
(iod  moves  in  :i  mysteri 
Thy  way,  O  Lord, 'is  in  I 
Father  of  heaven,  whos 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe 

Jnkinite.      I  See  Elernal 
ami  (irenlness  of.) 

Jehovah. 
Father  of  Heaven,  whos 
(iuide  me,  O  thou  great 

JrixJE.     (See  Christ.) 

Kino  ok  (ii.or.v. 
Lonl,  Ihy  ginrv  fills  the  h 
Eternal  di'i)lli  of  love  di 

IviNO  OK  Nations. 
O  thou,  whom  all  thy  sa 

LON(ilN(i  FOR. 

More  love  to  thee,  O  Chr 
Nearer,  my  Ciod,  to  thee, 
tireat  Godjiinlulge  my  h 

l^ONC-Sl'FFERINO  OF. 

(iod  calling  yet !  shall  I 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  the 
Love  of. 
;My  (Jod,  how  wonderful 
(iod  is  love!  II  IS  mercy 
There's  a  widcness  iiiG 
The  pitv  of  the  Lord, 
Father  in  whom  we  live, 
Shall  fooh-h,  weak, shor 
Since  all  the  varying  sec 
Thv  ceaseless,  iinexhaiis 
Eternal  depth  of  love  di 
Parent  of  goo<l!  thy '-on 


r, 

41 

:i2 

87 
:t!) 

205 

41.2 

5.50 
.5.s:5 


15 

54 

5H5 

7!):! 


.■52 
37 
4.'! 
45 
.50 
5.5li 


50 
4tW 


411! 
47.[ 


202 


INDEX  or  SUBJECTS. 


309 


(iOD:  {Continued.) 

Great  is  our  redeeming  201 
Now  I  have  I'ouiid  the  g  878 
Tliou  hidden  love  of  Ciod,  520 
O  God,  my  God,  iiij  all  t  ii'S.i 

Majesty  of. 
O  worship  the  King,  all  1!) 
Lord,  thy  glory  tills  the  2o 
Shall  foolish,  wi'iik,shor  37 
The  Lord,  oui'  (jod,  is  cl  51 
Before  Jehovah's  awful    55 

Mercies  of. 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  sou  6 
My  soul,  reiieat  his  prai  9 
Let  us  with  a  gladsome  21 
Eternal  Source  of  every  71(5 
My  God,  how  endless  is  80(5 
When  all  thj-  mercies,  O  So2 

Mekcy  of. 
]My  soul,  repeat  His  i)ra  0 
Praise  ye  the  Lord;  'tis  l:! 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  wh  U 
J^et  us  with  a  gladsome  21 
There's  a  wideiiess  m  G  27 
The  pity  ol  the  Lord,  28 
l^et  every  tongue  thy  go  85 
Shall  tooiish,  weak,.shoi-L  87 
Great  God,  to  me  the  sig  52 
O  thou  whose  mercy  gui  523 

Omnipotent. 
Gome,  O  my  soul,  in  sac    12 
The  Lord,  our  God,  is  cl    61 

Omnipkesent. 
Lord,  all  I  am  is  known    83 
Goil  is  in  this  and  every  822 
They  who  seek  the  throb  784 

Omniscient. 
Lord,  all  I  am  is  known    33 
Since  all  the  vai'ying  sec    44 
Jesus,  where'er  thy  peo  7GS 

Pity  of.     [See  Compas- 
sion of.) 

POKTION. 

My  Goil,  the  spring  of  a  401 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  473 
My  God,  my  portion,  an  518 
While  thou,  O  my  God,  557 

Pkaise  to.     (See  Fraiso.) 
My  soul,  rcijeat  His  pra      9 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  wh    14 
The  praise  of  Zion  waits  2oO 

Pkesence  of. 
(ircat  is  our  redeeming  204 
AVelcome,  sweet  day  of  r  258 
Fioin  all  that  dwell  belo  G59 

1'kovidenck  of. 
Let  us  wi  th  a  gl  adsome  21 
The  Lord  my  pasture  sh  40 
(tOcI  moves  In  a  mysteri  43 
Since  all  the  varying  see  44 
Thy  way,  O  Lord,  is  in  t  45 
Peace,  troubled  soul,tho  48 
High  in  the  heavens,  ele  40 
While  thee  I  seek,prote  818 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 


GOD:  (Condiiued.) 
Keconciled. 
Aiise,  my  soul,  arise,       386 

IlEFt'GE. 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  100 
A  mighty  fortress  IS  our  651 
liOCK.  {See  Chrit,/.) 
Ilolv  as  thou,  ()  Loi<l,  is  54 
Kock  of  Ages, cleft  form  loii 
My  hope  is  builton  noth  840 
O  sometimes  the  shallow  8G7 

Safety  in. 
Through  all  thechangin  550 
O  Goil.  onr  help  iu  ages  583 

Self- existence. 
Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is    54 

Siiepiieud.     {See  Chi-isl.) 

SOVEREKiN. 

Gome,  sound  His  praise  7 
lielore  Jehovah's  aAvfiil  55 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe  550 

Spiiutiality. 
Shall  foolish,  weak,  shor    37 

Si'N  AND  Shield. 
Great  God,  attend  while  201 

SrPREME. 

Come,  thoii  almighty  Ki  1 

l$efoie  Jehovau's  awful  55 
Trfth  op. 

I'll  praise  my  jMakcrwh  14 

High  in  the  heavens,  ete  49 

I'NCHANGEABLE. 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heav  24 
The  pity  of  the  L'ord,  28 

O  Goil,  "thou  bottomless    82 
O  God,  our  lieli>  m  ages  583 
Walkinc  with.  {See  Com- 
7iiunion.) 

0  for  a  closer  walk  with  3ri4 
Thou  my  everlasting  po  872 

Watchfitl  Careof.  iSee 
Providence  oj.) 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  55 
How  gentle  Gcxl's  comin  553 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
(jive  to  the  winds  thy  fe  55() 
■When  Israel  oi  the  Lord  550 
AVhen  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 

Will  of. 
The  Lord  our  God  is  clo    51 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  L  .530 
Father,  whate'er  of  eart  .545 

1  worship  thee,  most  gra  540 
Away,  my  needless  fear  555 
Prince  of'iieace,  control  567 

Wisdom  of. 
Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sac  12 
God  IS  love;  his  mercy  b  2(5 
God  moves  m  a  mysteii  43 
Since  all  the  varyiiigsce  44 
To  God,  the  only  wise,     162 


GOD:  {Contmued.\ 

Works  of. 
O  worship  the  King,  all     19 
The  spacious  firmament    38 
The  hea\ens declare  thy  680 
GOOD  WORKS. 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  482 
So  iet'otir  li[)s  and  lives  490 
Go,  labor  ou;  spend  and  501 
GOSPEL: 

Blessings  of. 
Blest  are  the  souls  who  108 
Great  (iod,  attend  while  201 
How  rich  thy  bounty,  K  223 

Call. 
Hark  how  the  watch  me  209 
Lome,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  269 
O  do  not  let  the  word  il  272 
O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  fo  274 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  275 
The  voice  of  free  grace  276 
Gome,  humble  sinner,  i  277 
Jn  the  soft  season  of  th  280 
Drooping  souls,  no  long  281 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  282 
The  saviour  calls,  let  e  283 
Vain  man,  thy  fund  i)ur  284 
AVeary  souls  that  waiide  285 
What  could  your  fJedee  286 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  28S 
Hasten,  sinner,  to'be  wi  289 
ISehold,  a  stranger  at  th  291 
Eeturn,  O  wanderer,  re  293 
Come,  let  us  who  in  Ghr  295 
Pepent,  the  voice  celest  2f»6 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  (io  297 
And  will  the  Judge  desc  298 
■\\'hile  life  prolongs  its  p  300 
Arise,  my  tenderest  tho  301 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  302 
What  is  the  thing  of  ^vc  303 
Come,  O  thou  all-victori  304 
Jesus,  Itedcemer  of  man  305 
Jesus,  thou  all-reileemi  806 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  807 
Day  of  judgment,  day  o  6i9 

Feast. 
Sinners,  obey  the  go«pel  26;^ 
Come,  sinners,  to  tlie  go  270 
Ho!  everyone  that  thir  271 
Gome  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
Ye  wretched,  hungry  st  278 
l^el  every  mortal  ear  at  279 
All  things  are  ready,  co  855 

Freeness  of. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  hi  267 
The  voice  of  free  grace  276 
Great  God  the  nations  o  656 

FiLLNESS  of. 
There's  a  wideness  in  G    27 
The  voice  of  free  grace  276 
Gome,  ye  disconsolate  w  204 

Invitations  of. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  267 
Sinners, obej*  the  gosjiel  268 


510 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


GOSPEL:  (Continual) 

Come,  O  yc  pinners,  to  y  2(1!) 
Come,  si  liners,  lo  tlic  tv"s  270 
Ho!  every  one  tliat  lliir  li71 
O  do  not  let  tlie  word  de  '172 
Come,  ye  sinners,  jioor  a  27:! 
O  liiru'ye,  O  turn  ye,  fo  271 
Come,  humble  sinner  in  277 
Let  every  mortal  car  at  27'.) 
Are  you  stayina;,  safety  hi' 
All  tilings  ale  ready, c'o  t>55 
Jubilee. 
Itlest  arc  the  souls  who  lO^^ 
Blow  ye  the  irunijiel,  bl  2ii7 
HIessaue. 
Shout  the  glad  ti<iinp's  ];',.") 
"Co  preach  my  gospel''  ^1') 

POWEK  OF. 

My  dear  Redeemer  and    7'.) 

SrUEAI)  OF. 

Salvation,  O  the  joyful  s  (ij 
Lonl  over  all,  if  th()U  ha  ()(i+ 
The  moining  light  is  bre  (itw 
Hasten,  I^ord,  the  glorio  CiHi 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  (ltl7 
Behold  the  mountain  of  (i7.'> 
Thou,  whose  ahnighly  w  l)7(> 
See  how  great  a  Ifanie  a  07'J 

TKliMi'ii  OF.     (See Kiiiij- 
cloni  of  Chrixl.) 
The  morning  light  is  bre  0(15 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  gloiio  (Kid 
The  heaveiio  declare  thy  OSO 

Tkimpet. 
Blow  yc  the  trumpet,  hi  2(J7 

Wakmng  of. 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  27.j 
GRACE: 

ASI'IKATIONS  FOU  DiVlNE. 

[See  Aspirutions.) 
CONVEKTINCi. 

Lord,  with  glowing  hca  14S 
Jii)ly  (ihost,  with  light  (1  ]S7 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  eve  525 
Fali.tno  kkom.  (Sep  Back- 
xliOiiit/  and  Aposla.sjj.) 
O  that  I  couhl  reiieiU,  OlO 
Ah!  Lord,  with  trembli  -J'.il 

J"REE. 

Blow  ye  the  tnimi>cl,l>l  2('i7 
The  voice  of  I'ree  giace  270 

FrLLNESS  OF. 

There's  a  wideness  in  G  27 
Come,  ye  siniieis,  ]Hmv  a  27^1 
Come,  "ye    disconsolate,  2'.)4 

GUOWINO  IN. 

The  God  of  Abrah'm  pr  17 
The  <;<)d  who  reigns  on  l.s 
Behold  whore  in  a  mort  142 
M  v  Saviour,  mv  alniigh  1 1 1 
Jlolv  Spirit,  fai'thfnl  gu  I'.iO 
]More  love  to  thee,  t)  <  h  4  hi 
Ilise,  my  soul,  and  stiet  ioo 


GUACE:  (Coniinucil.) 

\n  every  time  and  jilace  45(1 
(  omelet  us  anew  our  jo  457 
(  liildrenof  the  heaveni  4.'.S 
Son  of  (;od,thy  blessing  450 
Guide  me,  ()  tlioii  great  4(iO 
Lead,  kindlv  light,  ami  4(12 
(iciitlv.  Lord,  V  geiitiv  1  4i;:i 
Talk  with  us.  Lord,  tliy  W< 
C  hecred  with  thy  come  4(17 
Awake,  my  soiil,"slretcli  4(iO 
]My  drowsy  jxiwei'S,  wli  470 
O  thou  who  all  things  c  471 
Awake,  our  souls,  away  472 
Is'earer,  mv  G(jd,  to  thee  47:t 
So  let  our  liiis  and  lives  4'.»0 
Sing,  O  yc  ransomed  of  511 
Ollion  ti)  whose  all-sea  5:)4 
Saviour,  more  than  life  878 
JrsTiFViNc;. 
){oek  of  Ages,  cleft  for  106 
Jlowsad  our  state  by  iia  :i4:{ 
Lather,  I  stretch  my  ha  845 
•lesus,  i^over  of  my  soul  ;!54 
J>ct  the  woilil  their  virt  ;j55 
My  I'aith  looks  up  to  the  ii'JS 

JL\(iNlFIEI). 

Awake,  my  soul,  tojoyf  i;!s 
Grace,  'lis  a  (liariiimg  s  Kil 
Sweet  tlie  moinents,  in:  400 
Come,  yc  that  love  the  L  52! 
Come,  "thou  I'onnt  of  ev  525 
Awake,  and  sing  the  so  57:5 
i  heard  the  voice  of  .les  !S4:i 
We  praise  thee,  O  God!  b(JU 

OlICKENING. 

(ome,  Jloly  Spirit,  hea  17!S 

ItEDEEMINO, 

The  counsels  of  redeem  G^5 

Keviving. 
Come,  llolv  Spirit,  com  17(; 
Lord  God, 'the  Holy  liho  IsS 
A\  e  praise  thee,  O  Goil!  bUO 

Sanctikyixg. 
Come,  Holv  Si)int,  hcav  17S 
Holy  Ghosi,  Willi  light  il  )S7 
Let'liim  lo  \\  hoiii  we  no  407 

0  joyful  sound  of  go^pe  427 
Jesiis  comes  with  all  his  42.S 
God  of  all  power,  and  Ir  42i) 
<)  (iod,  most  merciful  a  4:!0 
(;i\e  me  a  new,  a  peifec  4:;2 
Holy,  and  true,  and  rigli  4:i;! 
Eatlier  of  .Jesus  (  lirist  4:i4 
Come,  Saviour,  .Jesus,  fr  4:i5 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  4:vll) 
Lord,  in  the  si  length  (if  4.i7 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  47:t 
<)  ihou,  to"who-iC  all  sc;ir  5:)4 

1  inn  lliiue,  O  Lord;  1  li  S7y 
Sa:in(!. 

Salvation,  O  the  joyful  s  G5 
Now  lo  the  Lonl  a  noble  "S 
How  sweet  the  name  of  1.5:t 
•Jesus,  I  love  thy  ch.uin  I.Mi 
Gi'iice,  'tis  il  cluinning  s  Kll 
AiiKuiiig  grace!  (how  s  570 


GUACE:  (Cuntmued.) 

SoVEKEKiN. 

Grace,  'lis  a  charming  6  IC 

Si  STAININ(i. 

How  sweet  the  name  of  15!! 
.Jesiis,  I  love  thy  charini  J.")*! 
Kedeemer  of  mankind  w  l.V.i 
My  lu)[)c,  my  all,  my  .^a  i-ii'.i 

GRACE  OF  ClIinST.     (Sec 

Christ.) 
(;KACI';S.     (See  ClirixlUiu. 
Faith,      JIupe,     au(l 
Luve.) 
GUATITI  DE. 

O  bless  the  Lonl,  my  so  (i 
<>  GocI,  our  strength",  to  41 
Now  lo  the  Lord  a  noble  "K 
.Jesus  drinks  the  bitlerc  91 
O  could  1  sjieak  the  mat  i:i'.» 
Lord,  with  glowing  hea  14s 
.Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 
How  sweet  tli(J  name  of  IhV, 
IVLijestic,  .sweetness  sits  154 
I'lungcd  in  a  gulf  of  da  155 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  cluuin  1.5(> 
(irace,  'tis  a  charming  s  Kll 
Nature  with  open  vohi  1(>4 
Of  him  who  ilid  salvati  i(i5 
Come,  thou  l-'ount  of  ev  525 
Amazing  grace!  (how  s  370 
(iodof  my  life,  thnuigh  .s:{l 
When  allthy  mercies,  <)  tC!2 
GRAVE.  (See  Death  and 
Funeral  J/i/iiuis.) 
There  is  a  calm  for  tlios  COO 
GUIEF. 

When  waves  of  trouble  53r. 
In  troiilile  ami  in  grief,  iiHT 
ANlicn  musing  sorrt)W  w  5,S8 
Olhoii  who  driest  the  m  5:fl» 
(  ommit  thou  all  thy  gri  5.>4 

(;hievin(;    thk    sitr- 

IT.    (See  Jliilji  Spirit.) 
GT:ir)AN(  !•:,  DIVINE: 

ItEClXJNIZEl). 

The  Lord  mv  Shepherd  52" 
Fathrr,  I    kiiow  that  all  .'■>44 
While  thee  1  seek,  luote  Sis 
He  leadeth  nic,  O  blesse  8C1 
SoriiiiT. 
1  hear  thy  word  with  lo    no 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  hcav  17s 
(iuidcmcO   thou  great  4C>o 
Lrail,  kindlv  liKhl,  ami  4(12 
Ccntly.  Lord,  (>  gently  1  4C>:; 
.Jesus,  my  Saviour,  IJiol  4.so 
Saviour,"like  a  Shepherd  701 
(iUILT.     (.SVe  Sin.) 
HAI'PINESS.     (See  Joy.) 

Happy  the  m.in  that  fln  SfXi 
How  happy  are  the  new  SiCt 
'Tis  my  ii.-i'ppiness  below  ^.'-'i 
How  happy  every  chllil  M\ 
How  happy  is  the  pilgri  h:.".' 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Jll 


HAUVKST: 

Mateuial. 
Throiigli  all  the  lofty  sk 
Praise'to  God,  immorta 

SriKlTUAL. 

Jt  may  not  be  our  lot  to 
Sow  in  the  moin  lliy  se 
These  inoital  joys  how  fe 

IJEALEK  OF  THE  SOUL. 
Jesus;,  thy  far-extended 
O  thou,  whom  once  they 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art 
While  dead  in  trespasse 

HEALTH  llESTOUED. 
Wheu  all  thy  mercies,  O 

HEARING  THE  WOltD. 
Long  have  I  sat  beneath 
Father,  behold  with  gra 
Lord,  we  come  before  th 

HEART: 
CHANGE  OF.    {See  Regen- 
eration.) 
Cleansed. 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  com 
Holy  Ghost,  with  liglit 
Blest  are  the  pure  in  he 
O  for  a  heart,  to  praise 

CONTKITE. 

Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lor 
A  broken"  heart,  my  Go 
Lord,  we  are  vde,  couce 
When  rising  from  the  b 
Jesus,  let  thy  pilyingey 
Hardness  Lamented. 
Jesus,  my  Advoc.ite  ,ibo 
O  for  that  tenderness  of 
O  that  I  coulil  repent, 
Othat  I  could  repent!  O 
God  is  in  this  and  ever 
O  for  a  glance  of  heave 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey 
Awaked  by  Sinai's  Siwi 

IS'EW. 

AVe  by  his  Spirit  prove. 
The  tiling  my  God  doth 
Give  me  a  new,  a  i)erfec 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise 

Sukrendek  of. 
God  calling  yet!  shall  I 
HEATHEN: 

Hark!  what  mean  those 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awak 
From  Greenland's  icy  m 

Converted. 
Lord,  if  at  thy  comnian 
Lord  over  all,  if  thou  ha 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of 
Assembled  at  thy  great 
The  nations  call  I  from  s 
Hark!  the  song  of  jubi 
Go,  ye  messengers  of  G 
J'raise  the  Saviour,  all  y 
■\Valchmen,  tell  us  of  th 


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335 
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310 
324 
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320 
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313 
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317 
322 
327 
306 
384 

383 
417 
432 
440 


68 
213 
070 

6(»3 
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007 
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071 
072 
077 
078 


HEAVEN: 

Anticipated. 
When  1  can  read  my  till 
One  sweetly  solemn  tho 
What  sinners  value,  1  re 

0  what  a  blessed  hope  i 
And  let  this  feeble  body 

1  wouki  not  live  alway 
I^ord,  1  care  not  for  rich 

Blessedness  of. 
The  saints  who  die  of  C 
Ciive  nie  the  wings  of  fa 
I'ure  are  the  joys  above 
How  happy  every  chdd 
There  is  a  land  of  ])ure 
Brief  life  is  here  our  po 

Home. 
I'orever  with  the  Lord 
"We  know,  by  faith  we  k 
There  is  a  land  mine  ev 
Jerusalem,  my  hapiiy  h 
Jerusalem,  the  golden, 
Tlicne  is  a  laiul  iminorta 
'Mill  scenes  of  confusion 
]My  home  is  in  heaven. 
Beyond  the  smiling  and 
Lp  to  the  bountiful  Giv 
IMy  heavenly  home  is  br 
1  will  sing  you  a  song  of 

Longed  FOK.    (See  Aspi- 
rutions.i 
I  long  to  behold  him  arr 

0  when  shall  1  see  Jesus 

1  am  far  frae  my  hame 
Nearness  to. 

Your  hai'ps,  ye  tremblin 
A  few  more  years  shall 
One  sweetly  solemn  tho 
Away  with"  our  sorrow 
Prospect  of. 

0  mother  dear,  Jenisal 
On  Jordan's  stormy  ban 
AVe  speak  of  the  land  of 
AVhen  sliall  we  mpct  ag 
There's  a  land  that  is  fa 

1  have  read  of  a  beautif 

PlRlTV  OF. 

Pure  are  the  joys  above 

Rest  of. 
Thine  earthly  Sabbaths 
When  I  can  read  my  till 
There  is  a  c;dm  for  tlios 
There  is  an  hour  of  jieac 
nirief  life  is  here  our  po 
How  happy  is  the  jnlgri 
In  the  Chrisliau's  home 

Security  of. 
Thine  earthly  Sabbaths 

Society  of. 
t'ome,  let  us  join  our  fri 
(iive  me  the  wings  of  fa 
What  are  these  arrayed 
Brief  life  is  here  our  po 

Songs  of. 
Hark,  hark,  my  soul!  a 


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040 
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508 
037 
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630 
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652 
653 
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879 
889 
890 
895 
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643 

881 
884 

547 
603 
605 
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648 
651 

882 
887 
890 
901 

640 

264 
571 
630 
635 
054 
839 
902 

264 

582 
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641 
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HEAVENLY        MINDED- 

NESS. 
Come,  let  us  join  our  fri 
How  liaiipy  every  child 
O  what  a  blessed  hope  is 
And  let  this  feeble  body 
How  liaiipy  is  the  pilgri 

H EI RSHIP.  (See A doption. 

HELL. 

Jesus,  my  Advocate  abo 
O  wliereshall  rest  be  fo 
And  am  I  born  to  die"? 
And  am  I  only  born  to  d 
Tliat  awful  day  will  sur 
O  Thou  that  wouldst  no 

HELPLESSNESS. 

Thou  seest  my  feeblenes 

HIDDEN  LIFE. 

Y'e  faiihful  souls  who  Je 
O  what  a  blessed  hojie  is 
Goil  of   all   consolation 

HOLINESS.  {See  God, 
Heaven,  Sanciijicu- 
iioii,  and  Sahils.) 
AVhat  is  our  calling's  glo 
O  joyful  sound  of  gospel 
Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  re 
When,  my  Saviour,  shal 

HOLY  SCRIPTURE.    iSee 
Bible,  Scriptures,  and 
Word  of  God.) 
HOLY' SPIRIT: 

Absence  of. 
Stay,  thoti  insulted  Spir 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with 

Anointing  of. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost, our  h 

Comforter. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whos 
Jesus,  we  on  tlie  words 
Lord,  we  believe  to  us  a 
Let  songs  of  jiraises  hll 
AVhy  should  the  childre 
Great  Spirit,  by  whose 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  d 
O  for  a  heart  of  calm  re 

Creator. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whos 

Descent  of. 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  Gho 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  Go 

Divine. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  Avhos 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  s 
Holy  tiliost,  with  light  d 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  Gho 

Earnest  of. 
Why  shciuld  the  children 

Enlightener. 
Come,  Holy  Cihost,  our  h 
Sjiirit  Divine,  attend  oil 
Holy  Ghost,  Aviih  light  d 


582 
044 
645 

640 
839 

309 
588 
589 
593 
597 
604 


483 


119 
045 
75-> 


422 
427 
442 
443 


192 
304 


167 
168 
109 
170 
183 
185 
187 
-120 

167 

188 
191 

167 

180 
187 
ISS 

183 

171 
172 

187 


312 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


HOLY  SriUlT:  (Continual.) 
Fkiits  of. 
Father,  if  justlj-  still  wc 
Oil  all  tliecaitli  lliy  S))i 
Great  Spirit,  Ijy  wIiomj 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  s 
Gkievint.  the. 
stay,  tlion  insultol  Spir 
Goii  of  all  grace  ami  ma 

GriDANCE  OF. 

I  hear  thy  wonl  with  )o 
Jcsiis,  we"  on  the  wonU 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  lieav 
t  elestial  Dove,  eome  fr 
lioly  Spirit,  faithful  Gu 

jNnWEI,I.IN<i. 

O  come  ami  dwell  in  nie 
Wliy  shoidd  the  cluldreu 

INFLVENCE  OF. 

Come,  Jloly  Spirit,  com 
Conic,  Holy  Spirit,  hoav 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  s 
Love  divine,  all  loves  ex 
iNSriltATION.  'KiSceIns2)i- 
rtilioii.) 

iNTEKrRETER. 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our 
Tlic  Spiritbreuthes  iipo 

Jnvocation  of. 
Come,  Holv  Gliost,  in  L 
Holy  Ghost",  with  light  d 

iNVOKEi).     itice  Fvuycr.) 

Offices.  {See  Guiilfinrr, 
Jnspiruliun,  WUiicss, 
etc.) 

OrTPorRiNG  Desired. 
Father,  if  justlv  still  we 
On  all  the  eaiUi  thy  Spi 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  G 

Prayed  FOR.  {See  Prater. 

UECENERATINli. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  conic 

Saxctifyino. 
.Spirit  Divine,  attend  on 
Come,  Holy  (iho-l,  all-n 
Come,  Huh  Spirit,  come 
O  come  and  dwell  in  me 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  iieav 

Spirit  of  Faith. 
Spirit  of  faith,  come  do 

Spirit  of  Holiness. 
Come,  Holy  (ihost,  all-q 
<  ome.  Holy  Spirit,  com 
O  conic,  and  dwell  in  me 
Father,  if  justly  tstill  we 

Strivixo. 
God  calling  yet!  shall  I 

Symbols  of. 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  ou 

AViTSEss  AND  Seal. 
.Fesus,  we  on  liie  wonls 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-(i 


ISO 
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IS.-. 
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30 
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J7S 
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178 
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178 


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177 
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202 

172 

KW 
175 


HOLY  SPIRIT:  {CoiUinu&l.) 

0  come,  and  <l\vcll  in  m 
Why  should  the  chihlre 
.Sovereign  of  all  the  wor 
Come,  Holy  (iliost,  my  s 
Thou  great  mysterious 
'Tis  a  tiling  I  long  to  kn 
How  can  a  sinner  know 
^Ve  by  his  Spirit  prove 
Arisei  my  soul,  arise. 
How  hajipy  are  tin;  new- 
How  liuppy  every  child 

JIOI'IO. 

.VSPIRATIONS  OF. 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 
liehold  what  wondrous 
A  few  more  years  shall 
Hark  !  a  voice  from  Ldc 

J N  Affliction.    (.Sec  Af- 
Jlicliuns.) 

In  CHRIST. 
Your  harps,  yctremblin 
Away,  my  unbidieviiig  f 
Away  !  my  needless  fear 
;My  hope,  my  all,  my  Sa 
My  hoi>e  is  built  ou  iiolh 

In  Death.    {See  Death.) 

In  God. 
God  IS  the  refuge  of  his 
Father,  whate'er  of  eart 
^'oul•  harps,  yetrembim 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe 

Of  Heaven. 
Coincon,m}'  partners  in 
What  are  these  arrayed 
.\way  with  our  sorrow 
How"liappv  everv  child 
And  let  this  leeble  body 

1  would  not  live  aUvay 
.leriisalcm,  my  liiippy  ii 
There  is  a  laiid  of  pine 
On  Jordan's  stormy  bau 

Of  Perfect  Love. 
Ye  ransomed  sinners,  li 
O  joyful  sound  of  gospel 
Jesus  comes  with  all  liis 
O  gIori(uis  hope  of  perfe 
Mj'  hope  is  built  on  nolh 
Hark!  a  voice  from  Edc 
HOUSE  OF  GOD: 

Dedication  to  Worship. 
(ireat  is  the  Lord  our  (J 
Heboid  the  sure  Foiniila 
On  ttiis  stone,  now  laid 
lieholil  thy  temi)le,  God 
And  will  ihc  great  cier 
The  perfect  world  by  A 
Lcu'il  of  hosts,  to  thee'  we 
(ome,  O  tliou  God  of  gra 

Foinded. 
Christ  is  maile  the  sure 

Not  .^I  ade  with  Hands. 
\Ve  know,  by  f;iith,  \vc 


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HC.MILIATIOX:       {See 
Christ.) 
National. 
O  rightcons  Gf)(l,  thou  .7  720 
Dread  Jeliovahr  God  of  722 

HUMILITY: 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord,  5 

Klciiial  power,  whose  hi  iil 
s^how  piiy,  Lor<i,  ()  Lonl  !!I0 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  the  Mix 
.•Sweet  the  moinents,  ric  400 
O  Goil,  most  ineicifiil  an  4:iO 
Holy  and  true,  and  rigli  4:!:i 
When,  mv  Saviour,  slial  44:! 
Ni'.iier,  n"iy  Go  i,  to  thee  478 
Lord,  if  lliiiu  thy  grace  i  512 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Su  852 
OF  Christ.     (Sec  Christ.) 

HYPOCRISY. 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known    ."!:{ 

I  LLU.M IX ATION,  SPIRIT- 
UAL. 
The  Spirit  breathes  npo  ITi 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  308 
Jesus,  my  Advoi-ate  abo  300 
Father,  I  wail  belore  lli  :!14 
As  pants  the  li;irl  for  <o  :{5:i 
Thou  great  mysterious  :S57 
(  ome, O  thou  Travelerii  iitiO 
Yield  to  me  now.  for  I  a  :!l)l 
O  thou  in  whose  presenc  370 
Father  of  all,  in  whom  a  1183 

I. M. MORTALITY. 

Hark,  my  .soul !  it  is  the  SS.') 
()  where  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
^Through  sorrow's  night  (KW 
'The  moining  llowcis  di  (ill 
It  is  not  death  to  die,—  ti'27 
There  is  a  calm  lor  those  030 
Forever  with  the  Lord!  Kil 
IJriet  life  is  here  our  por  t)54 

IMPORTl'XITY'.        {See 
I'ruycr.) 

IMPUTATION. 

Not  all  the  Itloorl  of  beas  100 
Hail!  thou  once  despise  120 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio  344 
.\ ri.se,  my  soul,  arise,       38(i 

IXCAItN.VTION.       (See 
Christ.) 

INCRKASE:  {See  Faith.) 
OF  Faith. 

Author  of  faith,  eternal  377 
If,  Lord,  I  have  acccpta  424' 
OF  Ministers. 
l.orcl  of  the  harvest,  hea  217 
Aliuightv  God  of  love  H(i2 
The  nations  call!  from  s  0«fl 

INDKPKXDKNCK,  NA- 
TIONAL. 
Lord,  while  for  all  mank  721 
(treat  God  of  n:itions,  n  727 
My  country,  'lis  of  thee  728 
(iod  bless  our  native  Ian  720 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


313 


INFLUENCES      OF     THE 
SPIKIT.    {See  Holy  Spir- 
it.) 

INGHATITUDE. 

Arise,  my  tend' rest  thou 
How  shall  ii  hist  sinner  i 
O  Jesns!  full  of  grace, 
O  righteous  God,  thou  J 


301 
371 
373 

720 


INSPIRATION. 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171 
The  Spirit  breathes  upo  173 
The  heavens  declare  thy  6S0 
How  shall  the  young  se  081 
Let  everlasting" glories  c  682 
Tlie  counsels  of  rcdeemi  OSf) 
Father  of  mercies,  iu  th  6SG 

INSTABILITY. 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  t  440 

INTERCESSION.     (See 
Christ.) 

INTEREST  IN  CHRIST. 

.TesHS,  thy  blood  and  rig  376 
I  thirst,  thou  wounded  I  394 
How  can  it  be,  thou  hea  39.") 
Happy  rhe  man  that  fintl  390 
Sweet  the  moments,  ric  400 
My  God,  the  spring  of  a  401 
How  ha))iiy  are  they  wh  402 
All  praise  to  the  Lamb!  404 
Jesus  is  our  common  Lo  40G 

INTERMEDIATE  STATE. 
The  saints  who  die  of  Ch  598 
Asleep  in  .Jesus!  blessed  599 
Through  sorrow's  night  600 
We  know  by  faith  we  k  636 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fa  637 
And  let  this  feeble  body  640 

INVITATION.     (See    Gos- 
pel.) 

The  Saviour  calls,  let  ev  283 
Weary  souls  that  wande  285 
Come  ye  weary  sinners,  287 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi  299 
Jesus,  thv  blessings  are  307 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  843 
The  mistakes  of  my  life  848 
All  things  are  ready,  co  855 
I  hear  thy  welcomevoic  S58 

INVOCATION.  (See  Prayer 
antl  Praise.) 
Come,  thou  almightv  Ki  1 
Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord,  5 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  78 
Another  six  days'  work  257 
Safely  through  "another  259 
Welcome,  delightful  mo  200 
Lord,  we  come  before  th  756 
Lord,  in  the  morning  th  793 

"  IT  IS  FINISHI^D." 

"  'Tis  finished  !  "  The  Me  103 
Sons  of  God,  triumphant  105 
Hark!  the  voice  of  love  113 


JACOB,  WRESTLING. 

Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  360 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a  301 
Shepherd  divine,  our  w  704 
Lonl,  I  cannot  let  thee  g  783 

JACOB'S  LADDER. 

Redeemer  of  mankind,    159 

JERUSALEM,  NEW. 

Away  with  our  sorrow  a  642 
.Jerusalem,  my  happy  h  649 
Jerusalem,  the  golden,    652 

JESUS.     (See  Christ.) 

The  I^ove  of. 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  chnrmi  156 
Jesus,  Ivover  of  my  soul,  354 

The  Name  of. 
Jesus,  the  name  high  ov  220 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  876 

The  Same  Yesterday, To- 
day, AND  Forever. 
Jesus,  thy  far  extended  335 
O  thou,  whom  once  they  336 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to  339 

JEWS,  CONVERSION  OF. 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  661 
Almighty  God  of  love,       662 

JOINING  THE  CHURCH. 

(See    Church,    Faith, 

Confession      of,     and 

Co7iverts  Welcomed.) 

Take  up  thy  cross,  the  S  543 

I^eople  of  the  living  God  749 

Witness,  ye  men  and  an  753 

JOY,  SPIRITUAL. 

.Joy  to  the  world — the  I^o  59 
Sons  of  God,  triumphan  105 
Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin  l.')4 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyf  138 
IMyGod!  I  love  thee,  n"ot  151 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 
O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
Jesns,  thy  blood  and  ri^  376 
Author  of  faith,  eternal  377 
Now  I  have  found  the  g  378 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  379 
How  can  a  sinner  know  .380 
Not  ivith  our  mortal  eye  381 
Behold  what  wondrous  382 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove,  383 
Hark,  my  soul!  it  is  the  385 
Ari.se,  my  soul,  arise,  3.S0 
W^ho  can"  describe  the  jo  387 
0'tis<leli2ht  without  al  388 

0  thou  (iod  of  my  salva  389 
AVliat  shall  I  (lo,"mv  Go  390 
.lov  is  a  fruit  that  will  n  392 

1  tiiirst,  thou  wounded  L  394 
How  can  it  be,  thou  hea  395 
Ilajipy  the  man  that  fin  396 
I>ord.  how  secure  and  bl  3!i7 
How  happy  aie  the  new  399 
Swe(>t  the  moments,  lie  400 
My  God,  the  spring  of  al  401 


JOY,  SPIRITUAL.  (Con- 
tinued.) 
How  happy  ai'e  they  402 
All  praise  to  the  Lambj  404 
Sons  of  God,  exulting  ri  405 
Jesus  is  our  connnon  I.,o  406 
Children  of  the  heavenl  458 
Sing,  O  ye  ransomed' of  511 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  521 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  698 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  843 

J  UP.  I  LEE. 

Blessed  are  the  souls  wh  198 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  267 
Hark,  the  song  of  jubile  071 

JLTDGE,     THE     DIVINE. 
(See  Christ.) 
Lo!  He  comes  with  clou  163 
He  comes,  he  comes,  the  590 
Thou  Judge  of  quick  an  719 

JUDGMENT,  THE. 

Lo,  he  comes  with  cloud  163 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  289 
Repent,  the  voice  celest  29.i 
And  will  the  Judge desc  298 
He  comes,  becomes!  th  590 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  591 
I><5!  on  "a  narrow  neck  of  592 
Day  of  wrath,  O  dreadf  595 
And  must  I  be  to  judg  596 
That  awful  day  will  sur  597 
A  few  more  years  shall  603 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  629 
Thou  Judge  of  (juick  an  719 
O  the  hour  when  this  m  841 
The  chariot!  the  chariot  907 

JUSTIFICATION  BY 
FAITH. 

O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Jesus  thy  blood  antl  righ  .376 
Author  of  faith  eternal  377 
Now  I  have  found  the  g  378 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  379 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
Behold,  what  wondrous  382 
Arise,  my  .soul,  arise,  386 
All  praise  to  the  I^amb !  404 

0  God  most  merciful  an  430 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  843 
I  was  a  wandering  shee  854 
How  lost  was  iny  condit  856 

KINDNESS. 

Christ,  from  whom  all  b  743 
Giver  of  concord,  I'rince  747 
Lo!  whatanentertainin  748 
Speak  gently,  it  is  better  911 
KINGDOM     OF     CHRIST 
(AND  OF  HEAVEN): 
Prayed  for. 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  Go  191 
Great  God,  the  nations  o  656 
O  may  thy  powerful  wo  779 
Progress  of. 
(ireat  God,  the  nations  o  6.56 
Jesus  shall  reign  where  658 


314 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


KINGDOM     OF     CITUIST 
(AN  I)  OF  IIEAViiN): 

(Continued.) 
Hail  to  tlio  Lord's  anoin  (iCiO 
Tho  moi'iiiiin- lijrlit  i.slii'c  (Km 
HasU'ti,  Lord,  tlic  fflorio  (inii 
O'ljir  tlie  k'ooiiiv  IdlN  of  (Kir 
Hark!  the  sonir  of  juhilc  (171 
Christ  lor  the  worhl  we  inii 
TiuiMrn  OK. 
All  hail  the  power  of  .Tc  UV2 
Kejoii-e,  the  l.ord  is  Kin  V.U 
HarkI  ten  tlmusand  liar  i:!7 
Jesus  sliall  rei^ii  wliere  (iaS 
Hasten,  Lord,  tlie  j;lorio  Gii:! 
Hark!  the  sonfjfof  juhile  (i71 
Behold  tho  niountain  of  G75 
KNOWLLDC.E,  EXl'ERI- 
MEXTAL. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171 
The  Spiril'breailies  iipo  17;) 
Spirit  of  faitli,  come  do  171 
"\Vliv  should  tlieehildre  js! 
Sovcreiuni  of  all  tlie  wor  IM 
Holy  (U'lost,  Willi  lii-'litd  ls7 
We  know,  by  faith  we  k  (i:;() 
(.'ome,  Fatlier,  .Son  and  7.s;j 
LABORERS.    {Sec  Minis- 
ters.) 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  hea  217 
High  on  his  everlasting  T2-2 
LADDER.      (See     Jacob's 

Ladder.) 
LAMR     OF     GOD.      {See 

Christ.) 
LATTER-D.VY  GLORY. 

Daufrhtei'  of  /.ion,  awak  212 
AVhii  bill  lliou,  .Vlmight  (w? 
.lesu-  shall  reiirn  whei-e  (w8 
From  all  thai  dwell  belo  (wS 
ILail  lo  th<^  Lord's  aiioi  (HiO 
Daughter  of /.ion,  from  t  (Ifil 
Almighty  tiod  of  love,  (iia 
Loi'd,if  at  (by  command  tii.:! 
Lord  overall,  if  thou  ha  (KU 
The  morning  light  isbre  (Ki.') 
O'er  tlic  gloom  v  hills  of  (i(i7 
Assembled  at  t"hv  groat  (MW 
The  nations  call  !"from  s  (m 
From  Greenland's  icy  ni  670 
Go,  ve  messeiigei-s  of" Go  072 
ILnil  to  the  brightness  o  673 
Behold  the  mountain  of  (17.^ 
I'raise  the  Saviiiur,  all  y  677 
Walihman,  tell  us  of  tli  ()7S 
See  how  great  a  flame  as  679 
LAW  OF  GOD. 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  s  323 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  conce  3l'.'i 
The  heavens  declare  th  (WO 
How  slijill  the  young  se  tM 
Father  of  all,  iii  whonia  6'<3 
L.\W  OF  LOVE. 

CJoil  is  love:  hi^  moirv  21 
The  thing  my  (iod  dotli  117 
Jf,  Lonl,  I  bi'ivo  accopta  -121 


LAW  WRITTEN  ON  THE 
HEART. 
The  thing  my  Goil  doth  417 
Cimie,  Lonl,  and  claim  421 

LEPER. 

Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to  339 
^ly  God,  my  God,  to  the  7Go 

LEVITICAL  SAi^RIFICES. 

'Tis  llnisheii:  The  Mossi  103 
Sons  of  God,  triuinphan  lu') 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m  lOii 
There  is  a  fountain  lille<l  107 
Called  from  above,  I  ris  los 
Not  all  tho  bbxid  of  beas  10!) 
By  faith  I  to  the  lounla  111 
O  Thou,  whoso  olV'ringo  112 
Hark!  the  voice  of  lovo  li:; 

LIBEUALITV. 

When  Jesus  dwi  It  in  m  4SS 
Must  I  my  brother  keep  4!)!) 

Sow  in  the  i n  thy  see  500 

•Jisus,  my  Lord,  lio'w  ri  M\-> 
'Cliese  mortal  Joys  how  s  503 
Father  of  mercies,  seud  t  504 

LIFE: 
Brevity  oi'. 
Come  let  us  anew  Our  jo  457 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  5K5 
A  lew  more  years  shall  60;! 
Brief  life  is  here  our  jior  65t 
Bemark,  my  soul,  thena  70s 
Our  few  revolving  year  7e!i 
While  with  ceaseless  co  7.0 

Fk.MLTY  0I'\ 

O  (iod,  our  help  in  ages  582 
Teach  me  the  measure  o  bHl 
Death  rides  on  everv  i)a  .586 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  a  5S7 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  .')>i2 
.\nd  am  1  only  bora  to  d  503 

IIii)I)i:n,  Tin;. 
O  what  a  blessed  hope  i.s  045 
God  of  all  coiisol;ilion,  t  752 

Issues  of. 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
And  am  I  born  to  die?      5.si) 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  592 

Object  of. 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stret  455 
O  whore  shall  rest  be  fo  588 

Solemnity  of. 
.V  charge  to  keep  I  have  486 
(J  where  shall  lest  be  fo  588 

SriKITfAI,. 

While  de;id  in  trespas.se  341 
•Jesus,  mv  life,  thvself  a  441 
Jesus  liaih  died  tliat  I  m  4.")0 
I'nceht.vinty  of. 
To-morrow,  liord,  is  thi  29'l 
One  sweetly  solemn  tho  605 

V.\NITY  OF. 

O  (Jod,  our  help  in  ages  5  :i 


LKiHT  AT  EVENTIDE. 

Abide  with  nio:  fast  fall  828 

LIGHT    OF    LIFE.      {See 
Christ.) 
O  Jesus,  Light  of  all  bel  146 
Light  of  life,  beruphic  11  785 

LITANY,  THE. 

By  thy  faith,  and  by  thy  148 

LIVIXt;,  IIOLV. 

\Vlu'n  on  Sinai's  top  I  s  104 
How  sweet  the  name  of  l.)3 
Redet'iiioi' of  mankind,  159 
So  let  onr  lips  and  lives  490 

LOAD  OF  SIX. 

Come,  ye  weary  sinners  287 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  w  445 

LONlHNG  TO  DEPART. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  eh  583 
Forever  with  the  Lord,  6:11 
Wo  know,  by  faith  we  k  tW6 
How  liappv"e\erv  ehilil  (H4 
O  what  a  ble-sed  liope  is  ('45 
Ami  U't  tills  feeble  body  (^6 
III  age  and  feebleness  ox  835 
O  when  shall  I  see  Jesii  8W| 
Beyond  the  smiling  and  889 

LOOKING  TO  JESUS.  {See 

Cross  of  Christ.) 
LORD     OF     ALL.       {See 
Christ.) 
All  hail  tho  jwwer  of  .Te  132 
Our  Lord  is  now  lejocto  9o4 

LORD'S  DAY  AND  WOR- 
SHIl': 

DELUillT  IN. 

Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  21 
How  pleasant,  how  divi  203 
This  is  the  dav  the  Lord  261 
May  1,  throughout  this  262 
Far  from  mv  thoughts,  v  26:i 
Thine  oartl'ilv  Sabbaths  :;(.4 
Mi<l  .scenes  of  eonfusiou  745 
Evening. 
Lonl,  we  come  before  th  756 
SoftI  v  now  the  light  of  <l  809 
Abide  with  me:  fast  fall  828 

MOUNING. 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  2.53 
"NVithjov  we  hail  the  sa  2.'>4 
Tho  Lord  of  S;ibl).ith.  le  2.';5 
Come,  let  us  join  with  o  2.'>6 
Another  six  days'  work  257 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  258 
Safelv  through  iinolher  2.-)9 
Wolc()ine,  delightful  mo  260 
Loril,  ill  tho  morning  th  793 

LORD'S  PRAYER. 

f)ur  heavenlv  Father,  h  7i'i2 
Our  Father,  {iod,  whoa  7.sl 

LORD'S  SlPPER. 

O  thou,  whose  oflTringo  112 
O  thou  eternal  Victim,  .s  124 


INDEX  OP  SUBJECTS. 


315 


LOP.D'S  SUPPER.  (CoH- 
Itnued.) 
.Testis,  Ihoii  joy  of  loving  157 
The  King  or  heaven  his  239 
If  luunau  kindness  meet  240 
The  promise  of  mj'  Fath  241 
Jesus,  at  wliose  supreme  242 
According  to  thy  gracio  243 
Author  of  our  salvation  244 
That  doleful  night  befor  245 
l>et  all  who  truly  bear  246 
.Jesus,  we  thus  obey  247 

Come,  thou  everlasting  248 
.Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lo  249 
Lamb  of  God,  whose  ilyi  250 
O  what  a  taste  is  this  251 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high  252 
.Sinners,  obey  the  pospel  2(58 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Ho!  every  one  that  thir  271 
"What  are  these  arrayed  641 
Lord,  1  am  thine,  entire  829 

LOST  SHEEP. 

.lesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  366 
There  were  ninct'y  aiidn  844 
Are  you  slaying,'  safely  847 

LOST  SOUL. 

What  could  your  Redee  286 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  288 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  289 
What  is  tlie  thing  of  gre  303 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  o8;i 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  C2'J 

LOVE: 

CUKISTIAN. 

O  'tis  (leligbt  without  al  388 
When  Cliristtloth  in  my  414 
O  how  the  love  of  God  a  419 
Must  1  my  brother  keep  499 
O  thou,  who  camest  fro  515 
My  siile  jiossession  is  thy  .5(;2 
•Jesus,  Loi'd,  we  look  to  810 

For  Cukist. 
One  there  is  above  all  o  75 
O  love  divine!  what  lias  00 
Would  Jesus  have  the  s  97 
When  I  survey  the  won  102 
O  could  I  spealc  the  mat  139 
Lord,  with  glowing  hea  148 
My  God,  I  love  thee,  no  151 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 
How  sweet  the  name  of  153 
Jesus,  1  love  thy  charmi  156 
Of  hiin  who  did" salvatio  165 
.Tesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  35-t 
O  love  divine,  how  swee  356 
Hark,  my  soul !  it  is  the  385 
More  love  to  thee,  O  Chr  416 
Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  496 

FoK  God. 
IMy  God,  how  wonderful  16 
Early,  my  God,  without  34 
Shall  hyiiinsof  grateful  150 
As  i)ants  the  hart  foreo  353 
My  God,  the  spring  of  al  401 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  form  475 


LOVE:  {Continued.) 

My  God,  my  portion,  an 
How  vain  are  all  things 
Thou  hidilen  love  of  Go 
Come,  ye  that  love  the 
FoK  OuK  Enemies. 

Behold  where  in  a  mort 
For  tue  Cuurch. 
I  love  thv  kingdom,  Lor 
The  Lord  of  glory  is  my 
How  did  my  heart  rejoi 
Great  God,  attend  while 
How  pleasant,  how  divi 
O  might  my  lot  be  cast 
How  sweet,  how  heaven 
Of  Christ.    {See  Christ.) 
Of  God.    ((See  God.) 
Of  tue  World. 
O  how  the  love  of  God  a 
How  vain  are  all  things 
Perfect.    {See  Sanctifi- 
ciilion.) 

LOVE-FEAST. 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee. 
All  praise  to  our  redeem 
Our  God  is  love,  and  all 
How  sweet,  how  heaven 
Come,  and  let  us  sweetl 
Jesus,  united  by  thy  gra 
Mid  scenes  of  confusion 
Lo!  what  an  entertain! 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bin 
Our  souls  by  love  toget 
Together  let  iis  sweetly 

LUKEWARMXESS. 

My  drowsy  powers,  why 
O  Thou,  who  all  things  c 

LYDIA. 

Thus  Lydia  sanctified  li 

MACEDONIAN  CALL. 

The  nations  call !  from  s 
From  Greenland's  icy  m 
From  all  the  dark  places 

MAN,  FRAILTY  OF.  {See 
Life.) 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages 
Teach  ine  the  measure  o 
Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  n 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  a 

MANNA. 

Day  by  day  the  manna  fe 

MARINERS. 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  s 
How  are  thy  servants  b 

MARRIAGE. 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  ap 

MARTHA  AND  BIARY. 

Lo  I  I  come  with  joy  to  d 

MARTYRS. 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue 
What  are  these  arrayed  i 
Come,  and  let  us  sweetly 


518 
519 
520 
521 


194 
196 
197 
201 
203 
207 
735 


419 
519 


732 
733 
734 
735 
737 
742 
745 
748 
751 
754 
885 

470 
471 

238 

669 
670 
915 


583 
584 
585 
587 


730 
731 

812 

834 

465 
641 

737 


MARY,  CHOICE  OK. 

0  Love  divine,  how  swee 
Beset  with  snares  on  eve 
Lo!  I  come  wiih  |oy  to  d 
Mary  to  the  Saviour's  to 

MEDITATION. 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich 
Fading,  still  lading,  the  1 
While  thee  I  seek,  prote 
Far  from  the  world,  O  Lo 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw 
My  God,  1  now  from  slee 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sav 
O  God,  my  God,  my  all  t 
O  thou  great  God,  whose 
Silently  the  shades  of  ev 
Abide  with  me  :  fast  falls 

MEEKNESS. 

My  dear  Redeemer  and 
Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m 
When  musing  sorrow  we 
O  thou  who  driest  the  m 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou 

BIEETING      FOR     SOCIAL 
WORSHIP. 
Jesus,  we  look  to  thee. 
All  praise  to  our  redeem 
Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we 

MERCY: 
Of  Christ.    (iSfee  Christ.) 
Of  God.    {See  God.) 
Received. 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  eve 
Through  all  the  changin 
Amazing  grace!  how  swe 
God  of  my  liie,  through 
"When  all  thy  mercies,  O 
By  faiih  I  view  my  Savio 

MERCY-SEAT. 

With  joy  we  meditate  th 
Approach,  my  soul,  the 
Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at 
From  every  .'-tormy  wind 
Where  high  the  heavenl 

MESSAGE,  CHRIST'S. 

Hark  the  glad  sound !  th 
Joy  to  the  world — the  Lo 
How  sweetly  flowed  the 
Behold!  the" blind  their s 

MIDNIGHT. 

My  God,  I  now  from  slee 

MILITANT.     {See  Church.) 

MILLENNIUM.      (,S'ee  Lat- 
ter Day.) 

MINDOFcilRIST. 

IMy  dear  Redeemer  and 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  we 

MINISTRY,    THE    CHRIS- 
TIAN: 
Commissioned. 
Go,  preach  my  gospel  sa  215 
Comfort,  ye  minislers  of  216 
Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  219 
Jesus,  the  Truth  and  Po  229 


356 

526 
834 
870 

400 
811 
818 
819 
820 
821 
822 
823 
824 
820 
828 

79 
464 
538 
539 
568 


732 
733 

736 


525 
650 
570 
831 
832 
877 

123 

346 
349 
767 
773 

58 
59 
74 
77 


79 
445 


316 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


MINI8TKY,    THE     CHRIS- 
TIAN: (Continueii.) 
Courage  of. 
Shall  I,  lor  fear  of  niorta  224 
Saviour  of  men,  tliy  sear  22  > 
Dj:atii  ok  a  Minister. 
What  tiwugli  liie  arm  of  C2.') 
Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  (120 
Servant  ol  God,  well  dou  g:i2 
Servant  of  (iod,  well  don  liJo 

IXCRICASE  PhaVKD  FOK. 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hea  217 
Ahnighly  God  ol  love,     (iU2 

OnDINATION  OF. 

"Go,  preaeli my  gospel,"  215 
Comlbit,  vc  mmister.s  of  21(5 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  hea  217 
Jlow  IjeauteoiiK  are  tlieir  218 
Let  Zion's  watrhmen  all  21!i 
.lesus,  the  name  high  ov  220 
])raw  iieiir.  ()  Son  of  (iod  221 
High  on  his  everlasting  222 
How  rieh  thy  bounty,  K  2:^U 
Shall  1,  for  tear  of  feeble  224 
Saviour  of  men,  thy  sear  225 
Go,  ye  messengersoi  Go  C72 

W  EI.COM  F.  OF. 

We  hid  Ihee  welcome  in  226 
MIR.\CLES.    {SeeCJirist.) 
55ISERY  OF  THE  WICKED. 

Drooping  souls,  no  longe  281 
What  could  your  Redec  2sr) 
Sinners,  turn,  vvliy  will  y  288 
Wliat  is  the  thing  of  gre  ;!u.! 
O  where  shall  jest  be  fo  0S8 

JIISSIONARIES: 

Commissioned. 
Go,  ye  messengers  of  Go 

Faeewell  of. 
Yes,  my  native  land,  I  lo 

Prayed  for. 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  hea 
Almighty  God  of  love. 
Lord,  if  at  thy  command 
Lord  over  all,  il  thou  ha 
O'er  the  jrloomy  hills  of 
Assembled  at   thy  great 

MISSIONS:  (See    Kingdom 
of  Christ  and  JlcuUicn. 
Collection  for. 
The  nations  call!  from  8  6G9 
From  Gieenlaiitrs  icy  m  Ii7<» 
Praise  the  Saviour,  all  y  ur7 
Foreign'. 
Hark!  what  mean  those    68 
O  spirit  o(  the  living  (iod  I'Jl 
Arm  ot  the  Lord,  awake  213 
How  beauteous  are  their  2i8 
(treat  Uod,  the  nations  of  fiO 
W" ho  but  thou,  AlmiKhty  6.'i7 
.lesiis  slinll  icipn  wliere  C^S 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoint  6(i0 
Daughter  of  Zion,  Irom  t  601 


G72 


217 
60  J 
6C.:i 
6(;4 
er.7 
668 


MISSIONS.     {C\)ntinue<l.) 

.Almighty  God  of  love.  6(i2 
Lord,  if  at  thy  eominand  6(i.i 
Lord  over  all,  if  thou  has  004 
The  morning  light  is  bre  OO'i 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorloil  660 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  607 
Assembled  at  i"hy  great  608 
The  nuiions  c;Ul !  from  s  60!t 
From  (jieenuind's  icy  m  oTO 
Hark,  the  song  of  jubilee  671 
(io,  ye  messengers  of  Go  072 
Hail  lo  the  brightness  ol  67;i 
Behold,  the  mountain  of  67"i 
Thou  whose  almighty  \v  070 
Praise  the  Saviour,all  ye  677 
See  how  great  a  flame  as  67') 
I'rom  all  the  dark  places  915 
Christ  lor  the  world  we  s  916 

MORNING. 

Awake,  my  son],  and  wit  7^1 
New  everv  morning  is  th  7'.i2 
Lord,  in  t)ie  morning  tho  7'j:! 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  704 
See  how  the  morning  su  705 
Once  more,  my  soul,  the  706 
Giver  an<l  gtiardiim  of  m  707 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  meet  708 
Jly  God,  liow  endless  is  t  8U6 

MOSES: 
Choice  of. 

I\Iy  soul,  with  all  tliy  wak  524 
Song  of. 
Awake,  and  sing  tlio  son  573 

MOTIVE,  SINGLENESS  OF. 
Teach  mc,niy  God  and  K  528 

JIOrXT: 
Calvary. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  104 
Olivet. 

Ilolv  Lamb,  who  thee  eo  8" 
O  garden  of  Olivet,  dear    87 

PiSOAH. 

O  joyful  sound  of  gospel  427 

0  glorious  hope  of  jvr'rfe  •!:;i 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  d  O.'H) 

Sinai. 
When  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  104 
The  Lord  declares  Ids  wi  2&2 

Skin. 

1  long  to  behold  him  arr  643 
Taiior. 

When  at  this  distance,  T^  ,«0 
When  on  Sinai's  top  1  so  lu4 

MOrRNERS  COMFORTED. 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  w  204 
Deem  not  that  they  are  b  5;tl 
When  waves  of  trouble  5;!6 
(»  thou  who  driest  the  m  .'■>:tO 
There  is  an  hour  of  peac  6:J5 

NARROW  WAY. 

Jesus,  myall,  (o  heaven  .ViO 
lu  every  tune  and  plwe  'l-'Hi 


NATIONAL: 

HlMlLlATlON. 

O  righteous  God,  thou  J 
Peace. 

God  bless  our  native  land 
Prayer. 

Lord,  v\hile  for  all  mank 
t;reat(.iod  of  iiaiion.s,  no 
God  bless  our  native  land 

TllANKSUlVlNG. 

Through  nil  tho  lofty  sky 
Praise  to  (iod,  iminorta'l 
We  thank  iliee.  Lord  of 

NATIVITY.     {See  CJirisl.) 

NATURE. 

Praise  the  IvOrd,  ye  heav 
The  spacious  tirmaiiicnl 
The  Iieavens  declare  thy 
The  jicrlect  world  by  Ad 

NEARNESS  TO  (iOD. 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with 
Nearer,  my  (iod,  tolbee. 
Sun  of  my"  sou  I,  tliou  Sav 

NEW  HIRTII.    (SceKegcn- 
cralion.) 

NEW  YEAR.  (See  Waleh- 
night.) 
Come,  let  us  anew  Our  jo 
Let  me  alone  another  ye 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehova 
Eternal  Source  of  everv 
And  now,  my  soul,  auotii 

ORE  I  HENCE. 

The  Lord  of  Abrah'm  pr 
Coine,  LokI,  an<l  claim  m 
O  thou  who  ciimest  from 
Te.ieh  me,  my  God  and 
Father,  to  thee  my  soul 

OFFERS  OF  GRACE.     (See 
Grace.) 

OFFICES  OF  CHRIST.    (See 
Christ.) 

OLD  AGE.  (Sec  Aged  Chris- 
tuin.) 
Y'e  servants  of  the  Lord 
'io,  labor  on;  spend  and 
How  firm  a  founda'ion, 
.And  let  this  feeble  body 
Al)ide  with  me:  fast  falls 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O 
III  age  and  feebleness  ex 
Only  waiting  till  the  .sh 

OLIVET.     (See   Christ  and 
Mount.) 

OMNI  POT  E  NC  E .    ( See  (iod . ) 

O.MN  I  PRESENCE.      (.Sec 
Gof/.) 

OM  N  IS(  •  1 ENCE.    ( See  God.) 

OPENING  WORSHIP.    (See 
.Seuiion.  I 
(  onie.  tboii  nimichly  Ki 
Now  to  tho  lyord  a  iioMe 


723 
724 
726 


24 
.'18 
680 
6'Jo 

364 

473 
822 


711 
716 
718 

17 
421 
615 
528 
620 


4S.5 


(•d6 
828 


8:1.5 


INDEX  OP  SUBJECTS. 


317 


OPENING  WORSHIP.  (Con- 
tinued.) 
How  pleasant,  how  divin  ! 
(,'ome,  let  us  join  with  on 
Another  six  days'  work  i  • 
Wweet  is  the  work,  my  Go 
Safely  through  another  w 
Welcome,  deliglitlul  mo 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord 
May  I  throughout  this  da 
O  lor  a  thousand  I  tongues 
Thy  presence,  gracious  G 
Behold  the  morning  sun 
Jesus,  we  look  to  tliee, 
All  praise  to  our  redeem 
Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we 
Lord,  we  come  before  th 
See.  Jesus,  thy  disciples  s 
The  praying  spirit  breath 
Our  lieavenly  Fatlier,  he 
Shepherd  divine,  ourwa 
What  various  hind'ranee 
Prayer  is  the  soid's  since 
Lord,  in  the  morning  tho 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  tlie 
Once  more,  my  soul,  the 
Now  from  tlie  altar  of  on 

ORDLNATION.     {See   31tnis- 
tem.) 

ORiGINAL   SIN.     {See  Sin.) 

ORPHANS. 

O  liow  can  they  look  up  t 

PARADISE.     {See  Heaven.) 
The  saints  who  die  of  Ch 
We  know,  by  faith  we  kn 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fui 

PARDON: 

Found.     (See   Sinners,  Ee- 

joicimi    ill     Hope,     and 

(Sailed.) 

Offered.    (See  Gospel,  Invi' 

tationof,  Sinners  Invited.) 

SOIIQHT. 

Author  of  fxith,  to  thee  1 
Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord, 
Father,  behold  with  graci 
O  that  I  could  repent! 
Wherewith,  O  Loid,  shal 
O  for  a  glance  of  heavenl 
Father,lf  I  mav  call  thee 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend 

0  that  I  could  my  Lord  re 
While  dead  in  trespasses 

1  ask  the  gift  of  righteou 
Father.  1  stretch  my  hand 
Prostrate  dear  Jesus,  at  t 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 

PASSOVER.     (See  Christ  ) 
'Tis  finished?    The  Mess 
Let  all  who  truly  bear 

PASTORS:  {See  Ministry.) 
Welcomed. 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in 


-257 
•2(H) 

21  y 
37'1 
4o:t 
41)1 

7;!^ 
7:iii 
750 
7l)ii 
7(il 
7(i2 
704 
7<i(i 


7!»4 
7110 
8U7 


30« 
310 
315 
317 
321 
327 
.333 
334 
3:  IS 
.341 
342 
345 
34!) 
351 
354 


103 
24G 


PATIENCE.    (See  Afflictions.) 

Why  thus  impatient  to  be  505 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  tliou  508 
Jesus,  the  weary  waniler  838 

PEACE. 

Lord,  how  secure  and  ble  397 
Sweet  the  moments,  rich  4uu 
O  for  a  heart  of  calm  rep  420 
Awake,  our  souls!  away,  o  472 
Master,  the  tempest  is  ra  8i/-l 

PENITENT  ENCOURAGED. 

Drooping  souls, no  longer  2S1 
There  is  a  gate  that  stand  853 
How  lo  t  was  my  couditi  850 

PENITENTIAL. 

Near  the  cross  was  JIary  08 
Come,  ye  weary  sinneis.c  287 
God  calling  yet!  shall  1  n  292 
Author  of  faith,  lo  thee  I  31^8 
Jesus,  my  Advocate  abov  309 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  310 
In  evil  long  I  took  deligh  31J 
O  for  that  tenderness  ot  h  313 
Father,  I  wait  before  thy  314 
O  that  I  could  repent,  wit  310 
O  that  I  could  repent, O  t  317 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  w  319 
Wherewith,  O  Lord,  shall  321 
God  is  in  this  and  every  p  322 
Long  have  I  ^eemed  to  se  323 
A  broken  heart,  my  God,  324 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceiv  325 
When  rising  Irom  the  be  320 
O  for  a  glance  of  heavenl  327 
Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  328 
When  shall  thy  love  cons  329 
And  can  1  yet  di  lay?  330 

Ah!  whither  shotild  I  go,  331 
O  my  offended  God,  332 

Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  333 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend  334 
Jesus,  thy  far-extended  f  335 
O  thou,  whom  once  thev  336 
When,  gracious  Lord,  wh  337 

0  that  I  could  my  Lord  r  338 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-  339 
With  glorious  clouds  enc  340 
While  dead  in  trespasses  341 

1  ask  tlie  gift  of  righteou  342 
How  sad  our  state  by  nat  343 
Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  344 
Father,  1  stretch  my  han  345 
A pproach, my  soul. the  m  340 
With  tearful  eyes  I  look  a  347 
By  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  t  348 
Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  i  3Gii 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend  351 
As  pants  "the  hart  for  coo  3.53 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  354 
Let  the  world  their  vn-tu  355 
O  Love  divine,  how  sweet  .350 
Thou  great,  mysterious  357 
O  thou  who  hast  our  sorr  358 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  36ii 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  361 
Saviour.  I  now  with  sham  303 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  G  304 


PENITENTIAL.  (Continued.) 
Jesus,  the  all  restoring  w 
Jesus,  let  thy  p. tying  ey 
Depth  of  mercy,  cr.n  Iher 
O  thou  in  whose  presenc 
How  shall  a  lost  sinner  i 
And  wilt  thou  yet  be  foun 
O  Jesus!  full  of  grace, 
Awaked  by  Sinai 's  awful  s 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  H 
The  mis'akes  of  my  life  h 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Sav 
By  faith  1  view  my  Savio 

PENTECOST. 

Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words  d 
Lord,  we  believe  to  us  an 
Let  songs  of  praises  fill  t 
Father,  if  justly  still  we  c 
On  all  the  earth  ihy  Spiri 
Great  Spirit,  by  whose  m 
Lord  God,  the'lloly  Ghos 

PERFECTION,  CHRISTIAN. 
( Sec  Snnclijicaiion.) 

PERSECUTION. 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goo 
Jesus,  1  my  cross  have  ta 
Away,  my  needless  fears, 

PERSEVERANCE.      (See 
Saints  and  Apostasy.) 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise, 
Bly  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 

PESTILENCE. 

Saviour,  breathe  an  eveni 

PETER  WEEPING. 

Jesus,  Redeemer  of  man 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

PHARISEE. 

Long  have  T  seemed  to  s 

PHYSICIAN  OF  SOULS. 

Jesus,  thy  far-extended  f 
OThou,  whom  once  they 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  artto- 
While  dead  in  trespasses 

PIETY. 

Loving  Jesns, gentle  Lam 
.'-o  let  our  lips  and  lives  e 
Father,  whai  e'er  of  earth 
Blest  are  the  sons  of  pea 

PILGRIM,  CHRISTIAN: 
Prayer  of. 
Guide  me, O  thou  .great  J 
Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid 
Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  le 

0  thou  to  whose  all-sear 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd 

Song  of. 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretc 
Children  of  the  heavenlv 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L 
Hark,  hark,  my  soul!  ang 
Joyfully,  joyf  ully,  onwa 

1  saw  a  wayworn  trave 


308 
370 
371 
372 
373 
384 
507 
848 


167 
168 
109 
170 
180 
181 
185 
188 


35 
540 


572 
578 


305 
30G 


3.35 
336 
339 
341 

415 
490 
545 
817 


460 

462 
403 
534 
7U1 

455 
458 
521 
6.3,3 

88S 
900 


318 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


PILGHIM,     CIllUSTIAN: 

(Continued.) 
SriKiT  or. 
My  t'aith  looks  uji  to  thoe 
Hisc,  my  soul,  niul  stroto 
Your  harps,  ye  ircmliling 
Wlien  1  can  read  my  title 
A  lew  more  years  sTiall  ro 
Forever  with  the  Loril! 
PILGRIMAGE,  CII KISTIAN. 
The  God  ofAhrairm  prai 
Tlie  God  who  roijins  on  h 
My  Sav.our,  my  almighty 
Holy  Spirit,  faithful  fiiiid 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretc 
Come,  let  us  anew  Our  jo 
Chililren  of  the  heavenly 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  J 
Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid 
Gently,  Lord,  (J  gently  lo 
Talk  with  us.  Lord,  thyse 
Cheered  with  thy  conver 
Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  t 
Throu"l\  sorrow's  night 
Hark,  hark,  my  soul!  ang 
My  days  are  gliding  swif 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  onvvar 
I'm  a  pi.grmi,aad  I'm  a  s 

PILLAR    OF    CLOUD  AND 
FIRE. 
O  thou,  whom  all  thy  sain 
Glorious  things  of  thoe  ar 
U  hen  Isi  ael,  of  the  I^ord 
Forwardl  be  our  watchw  o 
PITY  OF  GOD.  {See  God,  Com- 
passion of. ) 
PLEA,  SINNER'S. 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend 
Let  the  world  (heir  virtue 
PLEASURES,      WORLDLY. 
(See  Forsaking  AU    for 
Christ,      and      Worldly 
Amusements.) 
POOR,  THE. 

When  Jc'sns  dwelt  in  mor 
Must  I  my  hrother  keep 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich 
These  mortal  joys,  how  s 
Father  of  mercies,  send  t 
iJay  hy  day  the  manna  fe 
O  how" can  they  look  up  t 
PRAISE: 

C.^LLS  TO. 

Stand  up  and  Mess  the 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  g 
Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heav 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  t 
Shall  hymns  of  grateful  I 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L 
To  Christ. 
Ye  servnnts  of  God 
This,  this  is  the  God  we 
Joy  to  the  world— the  Lo 
Salvation,  O  the  joyful  s 
What  equal  honors  shall 


4."i.5 
547 

oTl 

Gljl 

17 

18 

144 

i;»() 

455 
457 
458 
400 
4G2 
4fj:i 
400 
4G7 
611 
cue 
&;:! 
881 1 
8S8 
8:  (8 


10 
2  0 

559 
574 


n51 
355 


488 
4iii) 

:m 

50-3 
5(i4 
558 
705 


8 

la 

24 
oi 
1.50 
621 

2-) 
2:5 

5!) 
Cio 
7G 


rU.MSE:  (Coulenued.) 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  78 
Ji'sus  drinks  the  bitter  c  ".H 
IMv  Saviour,  how  shall  1  mo 
There  is  a  louiitain  filled  1U7 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  1<;8 
Hail,  thoii  oui'C  despised  12!) 
All  hail  the  i)ower  of  Jes  132 
How  great  the  wisdom,  p  l.;3 
Shout  tlie  glad  tidings,  c  1.16 
Awake,  mv  soul,  tojoyfu  138 
Oeould  Tspeakthemat  l.i!» 
Mighty  (iod,  while  angels  140 
Let  earth  and  heavt'U  ag  141 
Come,  let  us  join  ourehe  143 
JIv  Saviour,  mv  almight  144 
O "Jesus,  Light'of  all  bel  140 
Behold  the  gli.ries  of  the  147 
Lord,  with  glowing  heart  148 
Now  begin  the  heavenly  H'J 
Sliall  liymns  of  grateftill  15i) 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  o  152 
How  sweet  the  name  of  153 
Majestic  sweetness  sits  e  154 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  155 
Jesus,  1  love  thy  charini  b'* 
My  Saviour  and  my  King  100 
(ira(!o!  'tis  a  eliarming  s  101 
To  God,  the  only  wise,  102 
Nature  with  open  volume  104 
Of  him  who  did  salvalio  105 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  m  IOC 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high,  2.52 
O  fora  thousmd  tongues  "74 
Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
O  thou  God  of  my  salval  389 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  eve  525 
Awake,  and  sing  the  son  .573 
Let  everlasting  glories  cr  082 

To  God. 
O  bless  tlie  Lord,  my  sou  6 
Come, sound  his  ])raise  a  7 
Stand  ui), and  bhss  the  L  8 
Bly  soul,  repeat  his  prai  0 
Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacr  12 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  'tis  13 
Fll  praise  mv  Maker  wlii  14 
The  God  of  Abrah'm  j)ra  17 
The  (iod  who  reigns  on  h  18 
Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  21 
Young  men  and  maidens  22 
Praise  the  J><ird  !  ye  hea  24 
Let  every  tongue  thy  go  35 
The  spacious  firmaiiient  38 
Infinite  (iod,  to  thee  we  39 
High  in  tlie  lieavens,  ete  49 
Hefore  .lehovalTs  awful  t  55 
To  (iod,  the  only  wise,  102 
Thmiigh  all  theehanging  5.50 
Thee  we  ailore,  eternal  N  585 
Eternal  Source  of  every  j  710 
Through  all  the  lofty  sky  72;! 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  724 
(iod  of  my  life,  through  KU 
When  all  "thy  mercies,  O  8.32 

To  THE  IIoi.v  .Spirit. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  107 
Let  songs  of  praises  fill  170 


PRAISE:  (Continued.) 

To  THE  TltlMTY. 

Come,  thou  almitjhtv  Ki 
A  thousand  oracles  divin 
Hail  holy,  liolv,  holv  Lo 
Holy,  holy,  holv  Lord, 
Voiing  men  ami  maidens 
leather,  in  wliom  we  live, 
liihnite  (iod,  to  thee  we 
Father  of  heaven,  whose 
Praise  God,  from  whom  a 
PRAYER: 
Act  of. 

Lord,  we  come  before  th 
There  is  an  eye  that  nev 
Why,  dearest  Loril,  can  i 
To  God  your  every  want 
What  various  hiiurrance 
From  every  sttirmy  wind 
Pr.ayer  is  the  soul's  sine 
Fountain  of  life,  to  all  Ix- 
Player  is  appointed  to  c 
Come  quickly,  giiu'ioiis 
O  blessed,  blessed  sound 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h 
Come,  thou  long-e.\iieet<; 

0  may  thy  powt'i-fiil  wor 
'Ihere  is  no  sorrow.  Lord 
Our  Father,  (iod,  wiio  art 
Come,  my  soul,  Ihy  suit 
Lord,  I  cannot  let  ihec  g 
'I'hey  who  seek  the  tlux>n 
Light  of  life,  seraphic  tir 
Saviour,  visit  thy  |ilanta 
Sweet  hour  of  prayi-r,  sw 
My  God,  is  any  hour  .so  s 

1  fove  to  steal"  awhile  aw 
I  need  thee  every  hour, 

E.NC01R.\GEMENTS  TO. 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  eo 
Conie,  my  soul,  thy  suit 
What  a  friend  we  have  in 

ExnOIlT.\T10N  TO. 

What  various  hind'rance 

F.\M1LV. 

They  who  seek  the  thron 
Come  lo  the  morning  pr 
Lord,  in  the  morning  the) 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the 

0  (iod,  w  ho  madest  earth 
Now  from  the  altar  of  oil 

Importiinity  in. 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  ii 
Lord,  we  come  before  th 
Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  g 

Invitation  to. 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit 
Come  to  the  morning  pr 

Secret. 
Far  from  the  world,  O  L 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw 
Go  when  the  morning  s 

SociAt. 
Jesus,  where'er  thy  peo 
Come  to  the  morni"ng  pr 


756 
7.58 
759 
70.1 
706 
707 
709 
770 
774 
775 
770 
771 
77fr 
779 
780 
781 
782 
78,3 
784 
785 
787 
789 
7'.tO 
820 
851 


774 
782 
874 


79.1 
7".t4 
799 
807 


782 
788 

819 
820 
915 

708 
788 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


319 


iniAYER:  {Continual.) 

Spirit  of. 
The  praying  spirit  brcat  7G1 

To  THE  Holy  Spirit. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  lfp7 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171. 
Spirit  divine,  attend  our  17-J. 
Spirit  of  faith,  come  dow  17-1 
Come,  Holy  Spirit, come,  l"ii 
O  come,  and  clwell  in  me  177 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heave  173 
Celestial  I'ove,  come  fro  17'.) 
Why  should  the  children  Ks:! 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  s  18(i 
Holv  Ghost,  with  light  di  1^7 
Lonl  God,  the  Holy  Ghos  1S8 

0  Spirit  of  the  living  God  l;u 
To  THE  Trixitv. 

Come,  thou  almighty  Ki  1 
Father  of  heaven,  whose  5i 
Thou,  whose  almighty  w  676 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Sa  aCy^ 
PRAYER-MEETING. 

How  .sweet,  how  heavenl  705 
Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  7:i7 
Mid  scenes  of  confusion  745 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  searc  750 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bind  751 
■Jesus,  where'er  thy  peo  7<i8 
They  who  seek  the  thron  7S-t 

1  love  to    teal  awhile  aw  8'JO 

0  happy  day  that  fixed  827 
Abide  with  me:  fast  falls  Sl'8 
God  of  my  life,  through  8;jl 
When  all  "thy  mercies,  O  8:!J 

1  need  thee  every  hour,    851 
PREDESTINATION. 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  Go  101 

PREPARATION: 
For  De.\tu. 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis  289 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thin  29',! 
While  life  prolongs  its  p  yi  0 
Why  thus  impatient  to  b  5G5 
(  ome,  let  us  join  our  fri  582 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  JV  585 
For  the  Lord's  Table. 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  sear  7.^0 
O  happy  day,  that  fixed  827 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirel  829 
■\VluMi  all  thj' mercies,  O  832 

PRIDE. 

Come,  O  my  God,  the  pro  449 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  e  490 

PRIESTHOOD  OP  CHRI.ST. 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eye  122 
With  joy  we  meditate  th  12:i 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 

PRIMITIVE  CHURCH. 

O  might  my  lot  be  cast  w  207 

PRINCE  OF  PEACE. 

Prince  of  peace,  control  507 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  5i:8 


PROBATION. 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  5S5 
And  am  I  born  to  die?  58il 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  o  592 
And  must  I  be  to  judgme  596 
PROCRASTINATION.       (See 

Delaij.) 
PRODIGAL,  THE. 

Return,  O  wanderer,  ret  293 
Who  can  describe  the  .loy  387 
Sons  of  God,  exulting'ris  405 
Amazing  grace!  (hows  570 
I  was  a  wandering  sheep  854 
How  lost  was  my  condit  85() 
I  was  once  far  away  fro  859 
PROGRESS.     {See  Growth  in 
Grace   and   Kinydoiib  of 
Christ.) 
PROMISED      LAND.       {See 

Heaven.) 
PROMISES  OF  SCRIPTURE. 
I'll  iiraise  my  Maker  vvhi  14 
God  is  the  Refuge  of  his  199 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  310 
Just  as  Tam,  without  on  318 
How  firm  a  foundation,  y  546 
Though  troubles  assail,  a  561 
Amaziug  grace  !  (how  sw  570 
Let  everlasting  glories  c  082 
PROPERTY  CONSECRATED. 

Father,  into  thy  hands  al  833 
PROPHET,  CHRIST  OUR. 

How  sweetly  flowed    the     74 
Thou  art  the  wiiy: — to  t    81 
PROSPERITY: 
Spiritual. 

Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb,  451 
Worldly. 
God  of  love,  that  hear'st  74  J 
PROVIDENCE. 

I  shall  not  want,  in  deser  541 
How  gentle  God's  eoinm  553 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Give  to  (he  winds  thy  lea  556 
Iiay  by  day  the  manna  fe  558 
Though   troubles  assail,  561 
O  Lord,  how  happy  shou  563 
There  is  no  sorrow.  Lord  780 
While  thee  I  .=eek,  prote  8!8 
He  leadeth  me,  O  blesse  861 
In  some  wav  or  other,  th  865 
PUBLIC    WORSHIP.        {See 
Opening     Worship      and 
Close  of  Service. 
PUBLICAN. 

LettheM'orld  their  virtu  3.J5 
PUNISHMENT,  E'l'Er.NAL. 

O  where  shall  rest  be  fou  588 
And  am  I  born  to  die?  5s9 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  592 
And  am  I  only  born  to  di  593 
Day  of  wrath,  O  dreadful  595 
That  awful  day  will  surel  597 


1''l"UITY. 

Forever  here  my  rest  sh  408 
The  thing  my  God  doth  417 
What  is  our  calling's  glor  422 
Father,  I  dare  believe  438 
Come,  O  my  God,  the  pr  44i) 

Pl'RPOSES  OF  GOD.      {See 
God,  Decrees  of.) 

QUICKENING  GRACE. 

Come,  Holy  Sjnrit,  heave  178 
Celestial  Dove,  Come  fro  179 
O  may  thy  pc)werlul  word  779 
QUIETNESS  OF  SPIRIT. 

Lord,  how  secure  and  ble  .397 
(Tiver  of  concord,  Prince  747 
Lo!  what  an  eniertaining  748 
O  blessed,  blessed  sound  776 
RACE,  THE  CHRISTIAN. 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise  230 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  460 
Awake,  our  souls!  away  472 
Forward,  be  ourvvatchwo  5.4 
RAIN: 
Prayed  for. 

O  Lord,  in  mercy  spare  712 
Thanksgiving  for. 
Good  is  the  Lord,  the  hea  713 
RANSOM. 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bio  267 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  288 
What  is  the  thing  of  grea  3U3 
READING  THE  SCRIPT- 
URES. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  ourh  171 
The  Spirit  breathes  upon  173 
The  heavens  declare  thy  6S0 
How  shall  the  young  sec  081 
Let  everlasting  glories  c  682 
Fathf-r  of  all,  in  whom  a  683 
The  counsels  of  redeemi  685 
Father  of  mercies,  in  th  686 
REAPING. 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  482 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  500 
REASON,  nU!\IAN.  ITS  IN- 
SUFFICIENCY\ 
Author  of  faith,  eternal  .377 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  a  587 
Let  everlasting  glories  c  682 
RECONCILIATION. 

O  Love  divine,  what  hast  96 
From  the  cross  the  blood  99 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  386 

REDEEMER.     (.See  Christ.) 
REDEEIMING  LOVE.      (See 
Christ,  Love  of.) 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 
Now  begin  tlie  heavenly  149 
REDEMPTION.     (See  Atone- 
ment.) 


320 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


KEFUGE.      {See    Christ   and 

God.) 
REGENERATION.    (Sec  also 
Jiislijicaiioti  and  Conver- 
sion.) 
Author  of  faith,  ofprnal 
Now  I  have  found  tho  gr 
Boliokl,  what  wondrous  g 
Awaked  liy  Sinai's  awliil 
I  thirst,  tliou  wounded  L 
My  faith  looks  np  to  thee 
Katlier,  I  dare  believe 

HEJOICING  IN  GOD.      (See 

Joy.) 
RE.JOICING  IN  HOPE.    (See 

Sinners.) 
RELIGION: 
Blessings  ok. 
llnppy  the  man  that  find 
'Tis  religion  that  can  giv 

EXI'EKIMENTAL. 

Ve  faitliful  .souls,  who  Je 
Excellency  ok. 
Lot  everlasting  glorioi  c 

FOIIMAI. 

Lons  have  I  seemed  to  s 

Nf.cess.\ry. 
In  the  soft  season  of  thy 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis 
Repent,  tlie  voice  celesti 
And  will  the  .Judge  desee 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi 
Thou  Son  of  (iod,  whose 
Religion  is  the  chief  eou 

Practical. 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives 

SnurruAL. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words  d 
Lord,  we  believe  to  us  an 
Let  songs  ot  praises  fill  t 
Great  Spirit,  r>y  whose  m 
Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit 
O  lor  a  thousand  tongue 
M)'  God,  my  life,  my  love 
Aly  God,  my  portion  and 

REME.MP.ER1NG  CHRIST. 
If  human  kindness  meet 
Accordmg  to  thy  graciou 

RENOVATION. 

Thou  Srn  of  God,  whose 
Come.  O  thou  all-vi<!torio 
Long  have  I  seemed  to  s 
Lord,  we  are  vde,  eoneei 
We  by  his  .Spirit  prove. 
The  thing  my  God  doth 

REPENTANCE.      (See  Peni- 

lenliat.) 

Sought. 

O  that  I  could  repent,  wi 

O  that  I  could  repent,  O 

O  blessed,  blessOd  sound 


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3U4 
3<J8 

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390 


2i^0 
2S'.) 

2<m; 

2118 
290 


IfiT 
108 
lii'.l 

i:o 

18.5 
102 
374 
517 
618 


240 
243 


.^02 
304 
32.i 
32.-> 

38.-; 

417 


31  f. 
317 
77U 


RKPRO AC  H  VO  R  C  H  H 1  ST. 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  <a  Mo 
Am  1  a  soldirrof  the  cros  fiiui 
Come  on,  my  partners  in  .'^p7G 
l'eo|ile  of  the  living  (jod,  7-1.) 

RESIDENCE,  CHANGE  OK. 
Ill  every  time  and  j)laco     4'.C 

RESIGNATION. 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m  404 
My  Jesus,  as  thou  will;  &i''J 
Father,  w  liate'er  of  earth  545 
^\uthorof  good,  we  rest  648 
My  sole  possession  is  thy  6(i2 
Jesus,  the  weary  wandere  838 
Blessed  asstu'ance,  Jesus  800 

REST. 

0  that  my  load  of  sin  we  44.') 
Rest  for  the  toiling  hand  028 
There  is  a  calm  for  those  030 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  813 
In  the  Christian's  liomo  i  UU2 

RESL'RRECTION: 
Ok  CiinisT.    (See  Christ ) 
Of  the  Body. 
Through  sorrow's  night,  COO 
And  must  this  body  die,    Ol'.i 
Rest  for  the  toiling  hand  0v:8 
Shall  man.Utiod  of  light  o:;4 
What  sinn<-rs  value  1  res  0::8 
We  shall  sleep,  but  not  fo  <Ji  3 

RETIREMENT. 

Far  from  my  thoughts  va  2r3 
From  everv  stormy  wind  707 
Far  from  tlie  world,  O  Lo  81!) 
1  love  to  steal  awhile  awa  820 

REVELATION.    (See    Word 
of  God.) 

REVIVAL. 
Desiued. 
As  pants  the  hart  for  cool  3">3 
We  praise  tliee,0  God,  fo  800 
Prayed  for. 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  our  172 
Come,  Holy  Spirit, come,  170 
Father,  if  )ustly  still  we  IMJ 
On  all  the  earth  thy  Spiri  181 
HolvCihost, dispel  oursa  ISG 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  Glios  188 
OSjtirit  of  the  livingfiod,  101 
Lord,  if  at  thy  command  003 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  ol'ii  007 
Light  of  life,  seraphic  fir  7«.') 
Saviour,  visit  thy  planta  787 
Lord,  I  hearof  sliowers  o  fc.">0 
Pass  me  not, O  gentle  Sav  862 

RICHES: 
Of  Christ. 
What  equal  honors  shall  76 
When  1  survev  the  wond  102 
Miahty  God.wliilc  angels  14ii 
Let  eaVtIi  and  heaven  jigr  141 
Come,  let  us  |ojn  our  che  14  t 
Heholil  the  glories  of  the  147 
IIow  sweet  the  name  ol  J  1->J 


RICHES:  {Continued.) 

.Tesns,  I  love  thy  charmin  l.">0 
Thou  hidden  somce  of  ca  16'* 
My  Saviour  and  my  king  lOi) 
To  God,  the  onlv  w"ise,  H'i2 
Now  to  the  Lor(f,wlioma  Hio 
Happy  th'  man  that  find  30ii 
Father  of  mercies,  send  t  6i»4 
Let  not  the  wise  their  wis  614 
Or  THE  World. 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mor  488 
These  mortal  joys  how  s  5o3 
Let  not  the  w  ise  their  wis  614 
My  God,  my  portion,  and  618 
RIGHTF:01'SNESS.        (See- 

Chri.tl.) 
ROCK  OF  AGES.  {See  Christ.) 
SABBATH.  ( See  Lord's  Iknj.) 
SACRA.MENTS.  (See  Bap- 
tuiin  and  Lord's  ,'<uppei .) 
SACRl  FICE.     ( .See  A lonauenl 

and  Christ.) 
SAFETY   OF    BELIEVERS. 
(SccS«i;i/.s.} 

SAILORS. 

Lord,  whom  winds  ami  se  T.'JO 
How  arc  thy  ser\aiiis  ble  731 

SAINTS: 

Bl.LSSEnXESS  OF. 

How  ha))py  are  thenew-b  300 
How  happy  every  child  o  <>44 
Happy  the  souls'to  Jesus  74o 

COMMV.MON  OK. 

I  love  ihy  kingdom.  Lord  104 
Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  737 
Jesus,  great  Slicpheni  of  730 
Happy  the  souls  lo.Iesus  74o 
O  tell  "me  no  more  of  this  741 
Jesus,  united  by  thy  gra  742 
Christ,  from  w  b"om  "alibi  743 
Father,  at  thy  fooistool  s  744 
God  of  love, "that  hear'st  740 
Giver  of  coiiconi.  Prince  747 
Lo!  w  hat  an  enteriaminj'  74.S 
People  of  the  living  God  740 
Try  us.  O  God, and  search  T.'io 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bind  7-M 
Wiines-*,  ye  m»  n  and  mv'  "'^i 
Our  souls,  by  love  togetli  ".Vt 
Lift  up  your  liearta  to  th  75.'i 
Death  OK.    {See Death.) 

(jLOIilKIEn. 

Rise.O  my  soul,  piirsne  t  4C'> 
(live  nic  the  wings  of  fui  0:17 

Hope. 
What  sinners  value  I  res  C'W 

Perseveraxie  of. 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  400 
Foiwanl!  U' our  walcbw  •'>74 
My  soul,  be  on  I  by  uuard,  678 
Sliind  up!  stund  lip  for  Je  680 

Seccritv  of. 
God  IS  the  refuge  of  his  109 
The  Ixjrd  my  Shepherd  i  627 


INDEX  OP  SUBJECTS. 


321 


SAINTS:  (Continued.) 

How  firm  a  foundation,  y 
Through  all  the  ehangin 

0  God,  our  help  in  ages  p 
Union  of. 

Give  rue  the  wings  of  fai 
How  sweet,  how  lieavenl 
Happy  the  souls  to  Jessus 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bind 

SALVATION.  (See  Atone- 
ment, Oospel,  Saving 
Grace,  and  Sinners.) 

SAMARITAN,  THE  GOOD. 
Father  of  mercies,  send  t 

SANCTIFICATION: 
Begun. 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove, 
If,  Lord,  I  have  acceptan 
Entire. 
Let  worldly  minds  the  w 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 
Let  Him  to  whom  we  now 
Forever  h'  re  iiiy  rest  sha 
Jesus,  thy  boundless  lov 
Lord,  1  believe  a  rest  rein 

1  would  he  thine,  thou  kn 
1  know  that  my  Redeeuie 
When  Christ  doth  m  my 
Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lam 
The  thing  my  <  -od  doth  h 
Blest  are  the  pure  in  hea 
O  for  a  heart  of  calm  rep 
Come,  Lord,  and  claim  m 
Wh.it  is  our  calling's  glor 
Jesus,  the  Life,  the  Truth, 
Come,  O  Thou  greater  th 
Ye  r  nsom'd  sinners,  hea 
Ojoyful  sound  of  gospel 
Jesus  comes,  with  all  his 
God  of  all  power  and  trut 
OGod,  mo ^t  mere  Inland 
O glorious  hope  of  perfec 
Gi"ve  me  a  new,  a  perfect 
Holy,  and  true,  and  right 
Father  of  Jesus  t'hrist,  m 
Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  fi  o 
Father,  Son, and  HolyGh 
Lord,  in  the  strength  of  g 
Father,  I  dare  believe 
OGod,  wh:it  off 'ring  shal 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise  ni 
Jesus,  my  Life,  thyself  ap 
Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  rec 
When,  my  Saviour,  shall 
Love  divine,  all  loves  exe 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  wer 
My  God,  I  know,  J  feel  th 

0  that  in  me  the  sacred  f 
God  of  eternal  truth  and 
Come,  O  my  (iod,  the  pr 
Jesus  hath  died  that  I  mi 
Lord  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  p 

1  am  thine,  O  Ijord,  I  huv 
Pboobessive. 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-ou 
Jesus,thou  everlasting  K 
Vain, delusive  world,  adie 

21 


54  G 

550 

5s:5 
G37 

7;i5 
740 
701 


504 


383 
424 

303 

3'.i8 
407 
4"8 
■J  01* 
411 
412 
413 
4U 
415 
417 
418 
420 
421 
42  i 
423 
425 
420 
427 
42S 
429 
4:j0 
431 
432 
433 
434 
4..5 
436 
437 
4  8 
439 
440 
441 
442 
413 
444 
445 
446 
447 
448 
419 
450 
807 
873 

175 
375 
391 


SANCTIFICATION:  (Continued.) 
More  love  to  thee,  O  Chr  416 
Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  459 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  473 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  stre  474 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  Wa  470 
Still  stir  me  up  to  strive,  477 
1  want  a  principle  within  478 
Be  it  my  only  wisdom  he  479 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Broth  480 
Uphold  me.  Saviour,  or  I  481 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 
]5id  me  of  men  beware,  494 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fl  5i  7 
God  of  all  grace  and  maje  508 
Thou  Refuge  of  my  soul,  533 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  eros  542 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  578 
Lord  Jesus,  1  long  to  be  p  857 

SOVGHT. 

God  of  all  powernnd  trut  429 
]  am  coining  to  the  cross  804 

SANCTUARY: 

ConNER-STONE  LaID. 

Christ  is  made  the  sure     fiS9 
The  perfect  world  Viy  Ad  095 
Dedication  of.     (See  Dedi- 
cation.) 
Love  FOR.     (See  Lard's  Dai/ 
and  lla/s/i(p.) 

SATAN : 
Devices  of. 
Bid  me  of  men  beware       494 
When  I  can  read  my  title  571 
Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  739 
Vanquished. 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  128 
Angels  your  march  oppos  210 
Urge  on  your  rapid  cours  211 
A  mighty  fortress  is  our  551 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  500 
When  I  can  read  my  title  571 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise!    672 
O'er  the  gloomy  lulls  of    t07 

SATISFACTION  OF  CHRIST. 

From  the  cross  the  blood  99 
'Tis  finished!  The  Mess  103 
Sons  of  God,  triumphant  105 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beast  109 
O  thou,  whose  otf'riug  on  112 

SAVIOUR.     (See  Christ.) 
SCORNERS. 

Arise,  my  tend'rest  thou  301 

SCRIPTITRE.     (See  Bible  and 
\VordofGu<l.) 

SEAL  OF 'IHE  SPIRIT. 

O  come,  and  dwell  in  me  177 
AVhy  should  thechildren  183 
Sovereign  of  all  the  worl  184 
How  can  a  sinner  know  389 
We  by  His  spirit  prove,  383 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise!         3i6 


SEARCHING  THE  HEART. 
Jesus,  my  Advocate  abov  309 
Ah!  whither  should  I  go?  331 
Try  us,  O  God, and  search  750 
O  thou  great  God  whose    824 

SE.4S0NS,  THE. 

Come  let  ns  anew  our  jo  706 
Let  me  alone  another  ye  707 
Remark,  my  soul,  the  na  708 
Our  few  revolving  years,  709 
While  with  ceaseless  co  710 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehova  711 

0  Lord,  in  mercy  spare  7i2 
Good  is  the  Lord,  tne  he  713 
See  the  com  again  in  ear  714 
See  the  leaves  around  us  715 
Eternal  Source  of  every  716 
Come,  let  us  use  the  gra  717 
And  now,  my  soul,  anotli  718 
Thou  Judge  of  (juick  and  719 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  724 

SECOND      ADVENT.      (See 

Christ.) 
SECOND  BIRTH.     (See   Re- 
generation.) 
SECOND  DEATH.   (See  Pun- 
ishment.) 
SECRET  PRAYER. 

Fading,  still  fading,  the  1  811 
Far  from  tlie  world,  O  L  819 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw  820 
My  God,  I  now  from  slee  821 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sa  822 
O  God,  my  God,  mv  all  t  823 
Abide  wit'h  me  :  fast  falls  828 
Go  when  the  morning  slii  913 

SECURITY  OF  SAINTS.  (See 
Saints.) 

SEED  OF  THE  WORD. 

High  on  his  everlasting  t  222 
Once  more  we  come  befo  452 
I^ord,  if  at  thy  command  (X3 
Jesus,  the  word  bestow,  C87 

SEED-TIME. 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  482 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  500 

SELF-DEDI'ATION.  (See 
Consecration  and  Cove- 
nant.) 

SELF-DKNIAL. 

The  God  of  Abrah'm  pra  17 
When  I  survey  the  won  102 
Vain  delusive  world,  adi  391 
In  every  time  and  place  45& 
Come,  let  us  anew  Our  jo  467 
Jesus,  to  thee  1  now  can  507 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  540^ 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  eros  512: 
"  Take  up  thy  cross,"  th  543 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  606 

SELF-EXAMINATION. 

Jesus,  mv  Advocate  aho  BOS' 
Ah  !  whither  should  I  go  331 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 
Othou  great  God, -whose  824 


322 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


SELF-RIGHTE0USNE3& 

'  Wherewith,  O  Lord,  sha 

Lon>;  have  1  sccmoil  to  s 

Lot  the  world  Ihoir  virtu 

Jesus,  to  tliee  1  now  can 

SERIOUSNESS. 

P  God,  our  help  in  nges 
Teaoli  nic  the  iiieasiuf  o 
Tliee  we  adore,  eternal  N 
l)eath  rides  on  every  pas 
JIark!  from  thetonihsa 
Lo !  on  a  narrow  neck  of 
And  am  1  only  born  to  di 

SERMON. 
After.  {See  Cla^e  of  Service.) 
1  henr  thy  word  with  lov 
To  God,  I'he  only  wise. 
The  Spirit  breathes  upon 
Long  have  1  sat  beneath 
Let  everlasting  glories  c 
O  blessed,  blessed  sound 

Before.    (See  Opatiiig  Wor- 

sliijj.) 
Come,  thou  almighty  Ki 
<'ome,  sound  his  praise  a 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h 
Lord  God. "the  Holy  i.hos 
Long  have  I  sat  beneath 
Fath'er,  l)Ohold  with  "rac 
Onee  more  we  come  befo 
Pather  of  all,  in  whom  al 
■\Vhile  with  ceaseless  con 
Lord,  we  come  before  th 

SESSION  OF  CHRIST.    (See 
C/irisi.) 

SHAME. 

Jesns,  and  sliall  it  ever  b 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  tlie  cro 

SHEPHERD.    (See  Oirist.) 
The  Lord  my  Shepherd  i 
Shepherd  of  tender  vout 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd 
Shepherd  divine,  our  wa 

SICKNESS. 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou 
,^ngel  of  covenanted  gra 
In  age  and  feebleness  ex 
Heady  for  my  earthen  l>e 
Jesus,  the  weary  wander 

SIMPLICITY. 

O  Thou,  who  earnest  fro 
Teach  nie,  my  God  and 

SIN: 

COXFESSIOy  OF. 

Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord 
Did  f'hrist  o'er  sinners  w 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  concei 
Approach,  my  soul,  the 
Depth  of  mercy!  can  the 
Pass  me  not,  d  gentle  Sa 
Death  to.  (See  Crucifixion 
to  the  Wodd.) 


321 

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607 


58.3 

f84 
f>S5 
580 
587 
6!)i 
693 


30 
1(32 
173 
311 
082 
776 


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7 
171 

isa 

311 

31.T 

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7in 
75U 


405 
5CU 


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5f.8 
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8:15 
8;G 
838 

515 
628 


310 
319 
3-25 
34fi 
368 
852 


SIN:  {Continued.) 
ILiTRED  or. 
Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  344 
O  lor  :i  closer  walk  with  364 
The  thing  my  God  doth  ha  417 

N.\TIONAl. 

O  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 
Origin.\l. 
.Icsus,  my  Advocate  abov  300 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  concei  325 
How  .«ad  our  state  by  nat  343 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  we  445 

P.VRDONED. 

Thy  ceaseless,  iinexhaus  46 
Great  <>od.  to  me  the  sig  52 
Now  I  havn  found  the  gr  378 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  37'.i 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  380 
Repented  of.    {See  Pcnitcn- 

iial.) 
RriNous. 
What  could  your  Redeem  280 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  '28S 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis  280 
Repent,  the  voice  celesti  -^96 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  207 
And  will  the  Judge  desc  2!i8 
Arise,  my  tend'rest  thou  301 
What  is  "the  thing  of  gre  3i  3 
Dav  of  judgment;  day  of  62;) 
Say  where  is  thy  retuge  m  815 

SINAI. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  101 
The  Lord  declares  hi3  w  282 

SINCERITY. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  72 
O  that  1  coulil  repent,  O  317 
Jesus,  we  look  to  thee,  732 
Try  us,  O  Ood,  and  sear  750 

0  thou  great  God,  whose  8-4 
SINGING. 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  521 
Come,  "thou  Fount  ol  eve  525 
Awake,  and  sing  th-  song  .573 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah  711 
S'.NNERS: 
Awakened. 
God  calling  vet !  shall  I  n  202 
Awaked  byf?inai"s  awful  384 

1  was  once  far  away  from  850 
Believing. 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beast  100 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  318 
Arise,  mv  soul,  arise,  ."'86 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  308 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  ta  640 
My  hope  is  built  on  uoth  849 

Careless. 
God  calling  yet!  shall  I  n  202 

Com  1  NO  TO  Christ. 
Just  a.s  I  am,  without  one  318 
Jesus,  thy  blood  niu'  rig  376 
1  beard  the  voice  ot  Jetiu  843 


SINNERS:  (Continued.) 

CONKESSINO  ClilllST. 

People  of  the  living  God  749 
Witness,  ye  men  and  ang  703 

Convicted     of    Sin.       (See 
Qjnviciion.) 
Come,  O  thou  all  victorio  304 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  w  319 
Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  384 

1)ELAY1NC.    (See  Delay.) 

Directed. 
Commit  thou  all  thy  grie  654 

ExllOBTED. 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  274 
Delay  n"ot,  delay  not,  O  s  275 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  purs  284 
What  could  your  Rc<iee  286 
Sinners,  the  \oice  of  God  207 

0  where  shall  rest  be  lou  688 
Invited. 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bio  267 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
The  voice  of  free  grace  c  276 
Come,  liumble  sinner,  in  277 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  2^2 
'I'he  Saviour  calls,  let  eve  283 
Behold,  a  siranger  at  the  291 
God  calling  yet !  shall  I  n  202 
ReiuiTi,  O  wanderer,  retii  293 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  w  204 

1  heaici  the  voice  ol  Jesu  843 
Jesus,  gracious  one.  call  f46 
Are  you  staying,  salely  si  847 
The  niisiakes  ol  my  lite  848 
All  things  are  rea«iy.  co  8.55 
]  hear  thy  welcome  voice  (■58 
We're  tiavcling  home  lo  883 

Penitent. 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wou  OO 
Show  luiy,  Lord,  O  Lord  310 
Did  Christ  oer  sinners  w  3l0 
When  rising  from  th  be  326 
Alas!  and  did  my  Saviou  .A\ 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  346 
Prostrate,  dear  Jesu;-,  at  340 
O  for  the  happy  days  go  362 

Resolve. 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
God  calling  yet !  shall  1  u  292 

Pleading  ior  Mercy. 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  Iher  3C8 
I^rd.  I   hear  of  showers  850 
Pass  inc  not,  O  geulle  Sa  852 

Prayer  ok  An.mois. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose  50 
Rock  of  Ages,  clefl  for  m  H« 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  di  lh7 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  m  340 
Jesus,  my  stren  th.  my  h  777 
Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  o  a-'^O 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Sav  852 

Rejoicinci  in  Hope. 
Awake,  my  .soul,  to  joyful  138 
Of  hini  who  dill  .salvation  165 
.'iweel  (he  momenis,  rich  4ii0 
Let  everlasliug  glories  c  682 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


323 


SINNERS:  (Continued.) 

Resigned. 
When  shall  thy  love  cons  329 
And  can  I  vet  delay?  SiO 

Ah!  whither  sliould  I  go  3:U 
O  my  ofteuded  God,  iio2 

Seeking. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose    60 
Approacli.my  soul,  the  m  "40 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  ciUU 

Song  of  Praise. 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jes  ]:;'.i 

0  oould  1  speak  the  mate  i:J9 
Lord,  with  glowing  heart  14S 
Grace,  'tis  a  charming  so  161 

Tra'STiNG. 

Father,  I  stretch  mj'han  345 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  m  346 
Let  the  world  their  virtu  355 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  398 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h  777 

1  hear  thy  welcome  voice  85S 
I  am  coming  to  the  cross  804 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  870 

"Warned. 
The  Lord  our  God  is  clot  51 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  purs  284 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis  289 
When  thy  mortal  life  is  f  290 
Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  291 
Kepent,  the  voice  celesti  29G 
And  will  the  Judge  desce  29S 
While  life  prolongs  its  pr  300 
Late,  late,  so  late !  and  d  320 
When  rising  from  the  be  326 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fou  588 
Say,  where  is  thy  refuge,  845 

TiELDINO. 

God  calling  yet!  shall  I  n  292 
O  that  I  could  repent,  wi  316 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirel  829 

SIN-OFFERING. 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beast  109 
O  thou,  whose  ottering  o  112 

SLEEP. 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  wit  791 
All  praise  to  thee,  my  Go  800 
Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  1  804 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Savi  822 

SLOTHFUI.NESS,      CHRIS- 
TIAN. 
My  drowsy  powers,  why  s  470 
O  thou  who  all  things  can  471 

SLUMBER,  SPIRITUAL. 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shak  484 

SOBRIETY. 

Jesus, my  strength,  my  h  777 

SOLDIERS,  CHRISTIAN. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  566 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise!  572 
Forward  !  be  our  watchw  574 
Onward,  Christian  soldie  575 
Stand  up!  stand  up  for  J  580 


SONG: 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

Awake  and  sing  the  song  573 
Of  the  Angels. 
While  shepherds  watche    CI 

SONSHIP  SOUGHT. 

Father,  I  wait  before  thy  314 

SORROW:  (See  Afflictions.) 

O  thou  who  driest  the  mo  539 
For  Sin.     (See  Penitential.) 
Of  Christ.    (See  Christ.) 
When  waves  of  trouble  r  536 

SOUL,  VALUE  OF.    (See  Im- 
mortalitij.) 
What  is  the  thing  of  grea  303 
Sav,  where  is  thy  retuge  845 

SOVEREIGN.    (See  God.) 

SOWER,  SPIRITUAL. 

High  on  his  everlasting  222 
Father,  behold  with  grac  315 
Once  more  we  come  befo  452 
Lord,  if  at  thy  command  663 

SOWING. 

SowMn  the  morn  thy  seed  500 
These  mortal  joys,  how  s  503 

SPIRIT.    (See  Holy  Spirit.) 

SPRING. 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  he  713 

STABILITY. 

My  God,  I  know,  1  feel  t  446 
O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fi  447 
Who  in  the  Lord  confide  493 
Jesus,  and  shah  it  ever  be  495 

STAR  OF  BETHLEHEM. 

When  marshaled  on  the    G9 

STAR  OF  THE  EAST. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  72 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  678 

STEADFASTNESS.         (See 
Saints,  Perseverance  of.) 
Jesus,  shall  I  never  be       492 

STING  OF  DEATH. 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  dec  622 
And  let  this  feeble  body  f  646 
Jesus,  the  weary  wand're  838 

STUPENDOUS  LOVE. 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  155 
Of  Him  who  aid  s;dvatio  165 
O  Love  divine,  how  sweet  356 
Love  divine, all  loves exc  444 

SUBM ISSION.    (See  Afflictions 
and  Resignation.) 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lo  5.30 
My  God,  my  Father,  whil  532 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesu  860 

SUMMER. 

See  the  com  again  in  ear  714 

SUN  OF  RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  63 
The  Sun  of  righteousnes  115 


SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

Saviour,  who  thy  flock  ar  700 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  701 
By  cool  Siloam's  shadv  r  702 
AVhile  we  with  fear  and  h  7o3 
]Mercy,  descending  from  704 
Around  the  throne  of  Go  892 

SUPPER,  GOSPEL. 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  268 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  269 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  gos  270 
Y'e  wretched,  hungry,  sta  278 
All  things  are  ready,  co  855 

SUPPLIES  OF  THE  CHURCH. 
GodistherefuTCof  hissa  199 
Great  is  our  redeeming  L  204 
Glorious  things  of  thee  a  206 

SUPREME.    (See  God.) 

SURRENDER.    (See   Sinners 
Yielding.) 

SYMPATHY. 

Arise,  my  tend'rest  thou  301 
Must  I  my  brother  keep  499 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  500 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  502 
Father  of  mercies,  send  t  504 
How  sweet,  how  heavenly  735 

TABOR. 

AVhen  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  104 

TALENTS. 

Come  let  u.s  anew  Our  jou  457 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have  486 
The  nations  call !  from  se  669 

TEACHER,  CHRIST  A. 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  g  74 
Behold  the  "blind  their  si    77 

TEMPTATION: 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  le  463 
Beset  with  snares  on  eve  526 
A  mighty  fortress  is  our  551 
Though  troubles  assail,  a  561 
My  hope,  my  all,  my  Sav  569 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  578 
Or  Christ. 
Jly  dear  Redeemer  and  m 

THANKFULNESS.  (See  Grat- 
itude.) 

THANKSGIVING. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  sou 
Stand  up,  and  blsss  the  L 
Let  us,  with  a  gladsome 
O  thou,  whose  Ijounty  fill  522 
Father,  whate'er  of  earth  545 
Eternal  Source  of  everv  j  716 
Through  all  the  lofty  sky  723 
Praise  to  God,  immoi'tal  724 
We  thank  thee.  Lord  of  h  726 
My  country !  'tis  of  thee  728 
God  bless  our  native  land  729 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 

THIRSTING  FOR  GOD. 

0  Love  divine,  how  sweet  356 

1  thirst,  thou  wounded  L  394 


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324 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


TIME.    {See  Death,  Life,  and 
y'eai.) 

TRANSFIGURATION.      (See 
Christ.) 

TRIALS.    (See  Afflictions.) 

1  worship  thee,  most  gra 
TRINITY:      . 

Adoration  of. 
A  thousand  oracles  divin 
Hail,  holy,  holv,  holy  Lor 
Holy,  hoiy,  holy  Lord  Go 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Father,  iii  whom  we  live 

Invocation  of. 
Come,thon  almighty  Kin 
Thou,  whose  almighty  \v 

Praise  to.    {Sec  Praise  ) 

Pravf.r  to.    {See  Prayer.) 

Worship  of. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose 
TRIUJIPII: 

Of  Christ. 
He  dies  I  the  Friend  of  s 
Yp  humble  souls,  that  se 
The  Lord  is  risen  indeed 
Y'e  faithful  souls,  who  Je 
Lord,  when  thou  didst  as 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  th 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  hi 
Christ,  the  tord  is  risen  t 

Of  the  Christian. 
I  the  good  fight  have  fou 

Of  the  Gospel. 
Hark!  the  song  of  jubile 
See  how  great  a  flame  as 

TR01:BLE,    {See  Affliction.) 

TRU.MPET,  GOSPKL. 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  h 
Blow  yo  the  trumpet,  hlo 
Let  every  mortal  earatte 

TRUST : 
In  Christ. 

0  Love  divine  1  that  stoo 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m 
Ju-t  as  I  am,  without  on 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 
Forever  here  mv  rest  sh 

1  know  that  my  Uedt-eme 
How  gentle  God's  comm 
Commit  thoii  all  thy  grie 
My  hope  is  luiilt  on  noth 
Savi(,ur,  more  than  life  to 

In  God. 
Who  in  the  Lord  confide 
The  Lord  my  Shepherd  i 
Father,  I  know  that  all  m 
Father  whate'er  of  earth 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fea 
Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Ma 
God  of  love,  that  hearest 
While  thee  I  seek,  protcc 


2 
3 
4 
5 

29 

1 

C76 


88 

m 

116 
119 
120 
121 
VIC 


671 
679 


198 
267 
279 


82 
106 
:il8 
398 
408 
41.3 
553 
htA 
849 
878 

403 
.'27 
644 
f)45 

nse 

."ifiO 
746 
818 


TRUST:  {Continued.) 
In  Providence. 
God  moves  in  a  mysterio 
My  faiih  looks  up  to  thee 
Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m 
How  firm  a  foundation,  y 
How  gnntle  God's  comma 
Commit  thou  nil  thy  grie 
O  Lord,  how  happy  shou 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O 

TRUTH.      {See    Omsf,    Way, 
Truth,  and  Life.) 

TYPES  OF  CHRIST. 

Not  all  I  he  blood  of  beast 
O  thou,  whose  olf'riug  on 


43 

398 
464 
646 
653 
554 
6G3 
832 


100 
112 


UNBELIEF. 

Behold  the  blind  their  si  77 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  .308 
God  is  in  this  and  every  p  .322 
How  sad  our  state  by  nat  313 
Alas!  and  did  my  Saviou  344 
Father,  1  stretch"  my  han  345 

UNFAITHFULNESS. 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  311 

UNFRUITFULNESS. 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  s  323 

UNION,  CHRISTIAN. 

O  might  my  lot  be  cast  w  2ii7 
All  praise  to  our  redeem  733 
Jesus,  uniled  by  thy  grac  712 
Christ,  from  whom  all  bl  743 
Father,  at  thv  lootsiool  s  744 
God  of  ove  that  hearest  t  746 
Giver  of  concord,  Prince  747 
Lo!  what  an  ontertnming  718 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  searc  750 

USEFUL  CHRISTIANS. 

AVhen  Jesus  dwell  In  mo  488 
Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers  s  498 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  500 
Go.  labor  on ;  s  end  and  501 
These  mortal  joys  how  s  503 

VANITY: 
Of  Life.    {See  Life.) 
Op  the  World. 
Vain,  delusive  world,  adi  391 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  formin  475 
Let  not  the  wise  their  wis  hM 
My  (iod,  my  portion,  and  518 
How  vain  are  all  ihings  h  519 
Thou  hidden  love  of  God  620 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  621 

VENGEANCE,  DIVINE. 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis  289 
Repent,  the  voioe  celesti  290 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  297 
And  will  the  Judge  desce  298 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thin  299 
While  life  prolongs  its  pr  .'iOO 
Arise,  my  tend'rest  thou  301 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  dr  691 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  629 


VICTORY: 
Of  Believebs.      {See  War- 
fare.) 
Of  Christ.    {See  Christ.) 
VISIONS  OF  HEAVEN. 

Come,  let  us  join  oiirfrie  582 
Forev<'r  with  the  Lord  !  6.31 
How  happy  every  child  o  644 
O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  045 
And  let  this  feeble  body  f  046 
There  is  a  land  immortal  663 

VOW,  CHRISTIAN. 

Come,  let  iis  use  the  gra  717 
Witness,  ye  men  and  ang  7.53 
O  happy  day,  that  fi.xed  in  827 
Lord,  1  am"thiue,  entirel  829 

WAITING: 

For  Death.    {See  Death.) 

For  God. 
Father,  I  wait  before  thy  314 
Father,  behohl  with  grac  315 
Once  more  we  come  befo  452 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  4«5 
Lord,  we  come  before  the  756 

WALKING: 
In  Darkness. 
O  thou,  to  whose  all-sear  5.34 

0  thou  who  driest  the  mo  5.39 
Away,  my  unbelieving  le  5.^2 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fea  556 

With  God. 

■  O  for  a  closer  walk  with  G  3G4 

Talk  with  us.  Lord,  thyse  466 

Cheered  with  thy  convers  467 

Thou  my  everlasting  por  872 

WANTS. 

1  want  a  principle  within  478 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h  777 

WAR. 

0  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 
WARFARE  AND  VICTORY. 

Jesus,  (he  Conqu'ror  reig  208 
Hark,  how  the  watchmen  209 
Angels  your  march  oppo  210 
I'rge  on  your  rapid  coiirs  211 
J  laughter  of  Zion,  awake  212 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  213 
Awake,  Jerusalem,  nwak  214 
Awake,  mv  soul,  stretch  469 
Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  cro  5tJ6 
When  I  can  rend  my  title  571 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise!  672 
Forward!  fioourwatchw  674 
Onward,  Christian  soldie  575 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  .578 

1  the  good  fight  ha\e  fou  579 
Stand  uji!  stand  up  for  J  580 

WARNINGS.       {See     Sinners 
Warned.) 

WATCH  FULNESS. 

I  want  a  principle  within  478 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Broth  480 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


325 


WATCHFULNESS.  (Continued.) 
Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  481 
Thou  seest  my  feeblenes  483 
Gracious  Redeemer,  sha  484 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  485 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have,  486 
Bid  me  of  men  beware,  494 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h  777 

WATCHMEN. 

How  beauteous  are  their  218 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  485 
WatL-hmen,  tell  us  of  the  678 

WATCH-NIGHT. 

Harlc,  how  the  watchmen  209 
Thou  seest  my  feeblenes  ■iSS 
Come,  let  us  anew  Our  jo  706 
Let  me  alone  another  ye  707 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehova  711 
Come,  let  us  use  the  grac  717 
And  now,  my  soul,  anoth  718 

WATER  OF  LIFE. 

High  in  the  heavens,  ete  49 
Fountain  of  life  to  all  bel  770 

WAY  OF  SALVATION.  (See 
Atonement,  Grace,  and 
Sinners.) 

WAY,  TRUTH,  AND  LIFE. 
(See  Christ.) 

WEARY,  REST  FOR  THE. 
There  is  a  calm  for  those  630 
There  is  an  hour  of  peac  635 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  843 
In  the  Christian's  home  i  902 

WEDDING. 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  ap  812 

WELCOME: 
To  A  Minister. 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in  t  226 
To  Christ. 
Joy  to  the  world — the  Lor    59 

WILL  OF  GOD. 

Jesus,  the  Life,  the  Truth  423 
My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt:  509 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lo  530 
Father,  whate'er  of  earth  545 
Author  of  good,  we  rest  o  548 
I  worship  Thee,  most  gra  549 

WISDOM: 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  .396 
Be  it  my  only  wisdom  he  479 
Of  God.    (See  God.) 


WITNESS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
(See  Assurance  and  Spir- 
it.) 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-qu 
O  come,  and  dwell  in  me 
Why  should  the  children 
Sovereign  of  all  theworld 
'Tis  a  thing  I  long  to  kno 
How  can  a  .sinner  know 
Behold !  what  wondrous 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesus 

WONDERS    OF    REDEMP- 
TION. 
How  great  the  wisdom,  p 
Nature  with  open  volum 

WORD  OF  GOD:  {See  Bible.) 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  s 
The  heavens  declare  thy 
Let  everlasti  ng  glories  cr 
Inspiration  of. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h 
The  Spirit  breathes  upon 
The  heavens  declare  thy 
Howshall  li'f»  young  seen 
Let  everlasting  gloriescr 
Father  of  all,  in  whom  al 
How  precious  is  the  book 
The  counsels  of  redeemi 
F''ather  of  mercies,  in  thy 
Jesus,  the  word  bestow, 
O  word  of  God  incarnate, 

WORK. 

Go,  labor  on;  spend  and 
O  it  is  hard  to  work  for  G 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  K 
Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lor 
Silently  the  shades  of  ev 
Lo!  I  come  with  joy  to  d 
Work,  for  the  night  is  co 

WORKS  OF  GOD.    (See  God.) 

WORLD. 
Conquered. 
Urge  on  your  rapid  cour 
How  happy  are  they  who 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  d 
God  of  love,  that  hear'st 
Converted.     (See  Missions.) 
Renounced.    (See  Forsaking 
All  for  Christ.) 

WORLDLINESS. 

Vain, delusive  world,  adi 
Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  no 


175 
177 
183 
184 

362 
380 
382 
800 


133 
164 

199 

680 
6;i2 

171 

173 
680 
681 
682 
683 
684 
685 
686 
687 
668 

501 
513 

528 
825 
826 
834 
910 


211 

402 
591 
746 


391 
392 


WORLDLINESS.     (Continued.) 
Let  worldly  minds  the  w  393 
O  how  the  love  of  God  at  419 

WORSHIP:  (See  FamUy  Wor- 
ship, Lord's  Day,  Praise, 
and  Prayer.) 
Closing  of. 
Softly  fades  the  twilight  265 
Saviour,  again  to  thy  dea  266 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  th  581 
Now  from  the  altar  of  ou  807 
Opening  of. 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  302 
Once  more  we  come  befo  452 
Come,  let  us  join  our  fri  682 

WRATH  OF  GOD. 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis  289 
Repent,  the  voice  celesti  296 
And  will  the  Judge  desce  298 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  d  591 
Day  of  judgment,  da^  of  629 

WRESTLING  JACOB. 

Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  360 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a  361 
Shepherd  Divine,  our  w  764 
Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  g  783 

YEAR.    (See  Seasons.) 

YOKE  OF  CHRIST. 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  we  445 
Witness,  ye  men  and  an  753 

YOUTH. 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  280 
How  shall  the  young  sec  681 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  698 
Shepherd  of  tender  yout  699 
Saviour,  who  thy  flock  a  700 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  701 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  r  702 
While  we  with  fear  and  703 
Mercy,  descending  from  704 

0  how  can  they  look  up  705 
See  the  leaves  around  us  715 

ZEAL. 

1  love  thy  kingdom.  Lor  194 
O  might  my  lot  be  cast  w  207 
Jesus,  the  name  high  ov  220 
Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  224 
Saviour  of  men,  thy  sear  225 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  469 
A  charge  to  kepp  I  have,  486 
Do  not  1  love  thee,  O  my  496 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  566 
Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  677 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS, 


The  first  lines  of  all  stanzas  except  the  first.    Figures  refer  to  the  Aymrus. 


A  bleeding  Snv  392 
A  cheeiliil  snj  4:)rt 
A  cloud  of  wit  4ti9 
A  country  of  j  4.')7 
A  diuk  and  clo  709 
A  dying,  risen  !n'>6 
A  fa'itli  that  ke  4o4 
A  faith  tliat  sh  454 
A  few  more  sir  Ii03 
A  glory  gilds  t  17:J 
A  guilty,  wea  Z\'.i 
A  hand'  divine  fill 
A  heart  in  ever  44(( 
A  lieart  resign  440 
A  heart  with  g  31i) 
A  hope  80  miic  3.~<2 
A  land  of  corn  431 
A  land  of  deep  5.<'J 
A  land  upon  w  639 
A  little  child  th  07 
A  pardon  wrilt  2ti9 
A  peace  on  ear  (iii 
A  poor  blind  c  3-37 
A  rest  where  a  411 
A  Saviour  born  70 
A  second  look  312 
A  soul  inured  I  777 
A  span  is  nil  t  5s l 
Asinritstill  pre  777 
A  stranger  in  t  644 
A  thousand  age  M 
A  thousand  age  ."iv;! 
A  trusting  liear  419 
Abide  with  ine  S22 
Abide  with  us,  Mii 
Above  these  ec  420 
Absent  fioni  Ih  31)7 
Adieu!  ye  vain  d  5(i2 
Admit  hiin  ere  291 
Afflictions  may  ^79 
AfterdcAthils "j  K93 
After  my  lowly  207 
Again  my  pan!  373 
Again  thy  love  373 
Agonizing  in  th  273 
Ah,  blessed  Jes  67 
Ah!  give  thein  305 
Ah!  leave  us  n  169 
Ah!  Lord  enlar  395 
Ah!  what  avails  329 
All!  whither  co  767 
All  glory  and  p  WJ 
All  glory  be  to  61 
All  gracious  Lo  537 
All  hail!  atonin  8.W 
All  may  of  thee 
All  my  capacio  l.V) 
All  my  disease. 
All  my  hopes  o  459 
All  needful  gra  201 
All  o'er  those  6.')! 
All  our  liopes,  657 


All  power  to  hi  209 
All  praise  to  th  67 
All  riches  are  h  76 
All  that  spring  724 
All  the  day  hm  305 
All  the  power  249 
All  things  are  239 
All  things  are  S55 
All  things  livin  21 
Almighty  God,  704 
Almighty  Son,  50 
Alone  the  drea  115 
Although  the  v  552 
Among  the  nat  675 
Among  thy  sai  594 
And  ait  thou  n  335 
And  can  a  sinf  15 
And  Christ  was  705 
And  duly  shall  5<lO 
And  griefs  and  151 
And  he  the  wit  85S 
And  if  our  fello  7:!;$ 
And  if  some  th  544 
And  in  the  gre  694 
And  is  this  trea  303 
And  now  Christ  274 
And  now  we  tig  654 
And,  O,  when  559 
And  ours  the  g  4.-2 
And  shall  we  t  17^-* 
And  since,  by  p  54S 
And  soon,  too  702 
And  then,  in  th  859 
And  there  is  D  654 
And  thou,  Oev  41 
And  though  thi  551 
And  were  this  1  4S2 
A  lid  when  from  693 
And  when  from  S'l 
And  when  life's  (nV.) 
And  when  my  "57 
And  when  my  t  86! 
And  when  nigh  "tsS 
And  when  our  577 
And  when  our  803 
And  when  fhes  243 
And  w!:en  thou  557 
And  when  thou  751 
And  when  thy  51 
And  when  we  t  381 
And  yet  ten  th  27S 
Angels  and  arc  I2.S 
Angels,  assist  o  155 
Angels  let  the  8-)! 
Angels  now  are  .3.-9 
Angels,  sing  on  KVi 
Angels,  wliere'  577 
Answer  on  him  2.'!1 
Apostles,  mart  049 
Are  there  no  fo  5ti6 
Are  we  not  ten  618 
Are    we    weak  874 


Are  you  liearin  847 
Are  you  roninin  817 
Arm  me  with  j  4.s6 
Arrayed  in  glor  619 
Art  thou  Dot  a  342 
As  by  the  light  393 
As  giiuits  may  49.S 
As  in  the  ancie  213 
As  lightning  la  tiii4 
Aa  round  Jerus  493 
As  the  briglit  S  49.'< 
As  the  winged  710 
As  though  we  e  246 
As  through  a  g  45 
Ashamed  of  Je  495 
Ask  but  his  gra  165 
Asleep  in  Jesus  599 
Assembled  her  1()9 
Assert  thy  clai  775 
AsMiie  my  con  183 
At  evening  shu  788 
At  his  call  the  62<l 
At  Jesus's  call  4.'i7 
At  midnight  ca  655 
At  noon,  benea  788 
At  some  time  o  86.5 
At  the  name  of  876 
At  thv  last  gas  .'<9 
Author  of  faith  345 
Author  ol  the  n  I.-6 
Awake,  awake,  661 
Awake,  awake,  144 
Awake,  my  sou  718 
Away,  ye  dica  .-6 
Awed  by  a  uior  221 

Bane  and  bless  101 
Baptize  the  nat  191 
Be  Christ  our  p  142 
Be  darkness,  at  191 
Be  faithful  unt  210 
Be  in  each  song  697 
Be  it  according  308 
Be  it  according  422 
Be  near  me  wh  W) 
Be  this  my  one  592 
Be  thou  mv  p.'\  79 
Be  thou  my  slii  3-lt' 
Be  thou  my  str  5t')9 
Bo  thon,  ORoc  8;^■^ 
Be  thou  their  22«.l 
Bear  witness  I  l.<9 
Because  l  he  Sa  892 
Because  thy  sm  607 
Before  his  feet  1.33 
Before  me  pliic  592 
BeforeourKalh  751 
Before  the  crns  410 
Before  the  hills  .'>.-.l 
Before  the  Savi  18 
Before  thy  hear  f>07 
Before  us  make  683 


Behold,  anothe  718 
Behold,  for  me  765 
Behold  him,  al  96 
Behold!  I  fall  b  325 
Behold  the  ark  738 
Behold  their  te  7211 
Behold  the  sorr  326 
Believing  on  m  507 
Beneath  his  wa  ,5.')3 
Beyond  my  big  194 
Beyond  the  bio  889 
Beyond  the  bo  576 
Beyond  the  dig  617 
Beyond  the  fros  8.-9 
Beyond  the  par  8.'^9 
Beyond  the  rea  498 
Beyond  the  rive  8.53 
Beyond  this  val  .588' 
Bless  we,  then,  6»it) 
Blessed  fold  !  n  8^11 
Blessings  abou  6.59 
Blessings  forev  76 
Blest  angels  wh  821 
Blest  are  the  m  203 
Blest  aie  the  sa  203 
Blest  are  the  ho  203 
Blest  hour,  for,  757 
Blest  hour,  wh  7.57 
Blest  is  that  tra  VMt 
Blest  is  the  nia  200 
Blest  is  the  rria  .517 
Blest  IS  the  pio  817 
Blest  Jesus  r  w  263 
Blest  river  of  8  665 
Blest  Saviour,  i  469 
Blind  unbelief  43 
Blis.s  lo  CTinal  406 
Bold  shall  Ista  376 
Born,  lliy  peopi  "78 
Borne  by  angel  621 
B'Und  upon  th  93 
Buw  ere  the  aw  2'.i6 
Bow  to  the  see  297 
Bowed  down  be  .346 
Break  from  his  612 
Break  olf  the  y  445 
Break  olT  your  8S 
Bre.athe,  O  bio  444 
Breathe  on  us,  760 
Bright  Sun  of  r  798 
Brightest  and  b  72 
Buirlened  with  287 
Buried  in  Borro  f5 
But  a  drought  787 
But  above  nil,  4'.M 
Bill  ah!  if  loul  399 
lint  all  throng  844 
]!iit  nrt  thou  n  765 
But  Christ,  the  KKt 
But  dropnof  gr  344 
But  eie  that  tr  2".w 
Bui  feeble  my  3Ul 


But  give  to  Chr  497 
But  God  made  2 
But  he  that  tu  2<I7 
But  he  who  m  48S 
But  her  sorrow  870 
But  I  of  means  323 
But  if  I  die  wit  277 
But  if  it  hath  b  3.52 
But  in  the  grac  164 
But  let  them  s  493 
liut  let  us  hast  2.31 
But  life,  tlioug  482 
But  lo!  a  place  805 
But,  Lord,  thy  (■>.56 
But  no  such  sa  .349 
But  none  of  th  844 
But  now  I  am  8-1 
But  now  when  3<')9 
But  O  when  do  .5.33 
But  O!  when  t  831 
But  our  brief  I  .53 
But  out  of  nil  22S 
But  raise  vour  114 
But  right  I's  ri;'  513 
But  saints  are  I  13 
But,  Saviour,  c  776 
But  shall  belie  210 
But  something  327 
But  soon  he'll  94 
But  the  waves  fi05 
But  there  are  j  .'ii  3 
But  there's  a  p  7.58 
But  there's  a  v  3|3 
But  tl  is  I  dofi  741 
But  thou  bast  b  .502 
But  thou  wilth  .539 
But  though  my  321 
But  thv  compa  28 
But  thy  rich,  t  140 
But  to  those  w  62*.! 
But  to  thy  hou  793 
But  we  have  no  98 
But  what  toth  1.52 
But  when  we  v  42 
But  where  the  392 
But  where  the  461 
But  while  I  th  3-4 
But  will  he  pro  2*11 
By  all  hell's  h  210 
By  and  by,  thro  8l'>8 
By  aiul  by,  yes,  <KKl 
By  cool  hil.  am  7<l2 
By  day  along  t  .V)9 
By  diath  ami  h  213 
By  faith  I  plun  378 
By  faith  the  up  2 
By  faith  we  air  642 
By  faith  we  kn  .'(77 
By  his  care  the  714 
By  the  gnice  of  8i»9 
By  the  teinlern  318 
By  tbioo  ngoui  250 


BvthiB  th7  B&l  <«. 
By  thv  hands  t  623 
By  thy  lonely  .348 
By  thy  triumph  MA 

Calmly  to  thee  42* 
Can  a  mother's  3.S5 
Can  I  trust  a  le  841 
Can  these  avert  321 
Can  ye  doubt  if  28& 
Careful  without  834 
Cast  thy  biirde  46<^ 
Cease,  cease,  y  634 
Cease,  ye  pilgri  45.5- 
Cli.ince  and  ch  2& 
Changed  in  a  m  6ft 
Cheered  by  a  si  184 
Cheerliil  ll'iey  w  203 
Children  our  k  ~IH 
Choose  Ihou  fo  .530 
Chosen  of  God,  691 
Christ,  by  high  r>3 
Christ  for  the  w  915 
Christ  is  horn  r>3 
C  lirist  leads  in  464 
Christ  our  Brot  406 
Circled  round  w  12ft 
Closeby  thy  aid  .56.8 
Close  followed  598 
Close  to  thee,  872 
Closcrand  clos  231 
Cold  mountain  79 
Cold  on  hii  era  72 
Come,  all  the  f  182 
Come,  all  ye  so  270 
Come,  all  ye  vi  307 
Come  along,  co  914 
('•  me,  and  poss  3.30 
Come  as  a  sliep  226 
Come  ns  a  liac  22ft 
Come  ns  a  wnic  226 
Come  ns  an  ang  226 
Come  aa  the  do  172 
Come  as  the  flr  172 
Come  as  the  lig  172 
Come  ns  the  wi  172 
Come  b.ick  this  4.-4 
Come,  Desire  of  a3 
Come,  Father,S  412 
Come,  for  all  e  347 
O-ine,  Holy  Co  1  ; 
Come,  HolyGh  171  3 
Come,  lUly  Gh  771  ■ 
Come,  llolv  Sp  170 
Come,  Holy  Sp  420 
Come,  Holy  Sp  17S 
Come  In,  come  7.16 
Come  in  this  no  78iV 
Come,  l.onl,  w  464 
Come  near  and  822 
Come,  O  iny(io  427 
Come  O  my  6a  412 


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INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


'S'll 


Come  quickly  i  295 
Come,  encred  S  184 
Come,  saints,  a  S7 
Come,  saints,  a  ij8 
Come,  lenderes  182 
Come,  then,  lor  -ISS 
Come,  then,  O  675 
Come,  then,  to  656 
Come,  lliou  inc  1 
Come,  thou  wit  2-18 
Come  to  the  liv  271 
Come,  wandere  74 
Come,  worship  7 
Come,  ye  wearv  273 
Comfiirt  those  756 
Confidin"  m  th  KiS 
CouroiHid,  o'er  433 
Consecrate  me  873 
Content  with  b  5<)5 
Control  my  eve  837 
Convert  and  sen  217 
Convmce  him  n  3112 
Convince  us  fir  3(M 
Correct,  reprov  569 
Corruption,  ear  619 
Could  I  joy  his  362 
Could  my  heart  362 
Could  my  tears  1(I6 
Courage,  my  so  564 
Courage,  your  C  211 
Creatures  no  m  3;i3 
Crown  Die  Savi  136 
Clowns  and  thr  575 

Dangers  stand  t  585 
Daughter  of  Zi  212 
Day  by  day  the  558 
Day  of  terror,  5;i5 
Dear  dying  La  1(17 
Dear  Lord,  if  in  505 
Dear  Kame,  the  153 
Dear  Saviour,  d  2>^3 
Dear  Saviour,  1  519 
Dear  Slieplierd  768 
Death  enters,  a  2^4 
Death,  hell,  an  103 
Death  may  the  60S 
Death  spreads  610 
Death  with  his  888 
Deep  in  unfath  43 
Delay  not,  dela  275 
Delightful  wor  704 
Depend  on  Him  774 
Dependent  on  t  702 
Descend,  ctlcs  260 
Descending  on  5<i0 
Despond,  then,  865 
Determined  all  833 
Devoutly  yield  718 
Did  archangels  140 
Did  we  in  our  o  551 
Direct,  control,  791 
Distracting  tho  453 
Divine  Insturct  686 
Do  not  I  love  t  496 
Do  thou  assist  829 
Do  thou,  Lord  882 
Do  you  think  s  914 
Dost  thou  ask  7^3 
Dost  thou  notd  183 
Down  from  the  155 
Down  through  60 
Draw  me  neare  873 
Dust  and  ashes  442 
.Dust,  to  thy  na  615 

Each  evening  s  57 
Each  following  375 
ilach    moment  520 


Each  year  the  t  723 
Early  in  the  te  80 
Early  let  us  see  701 
Earth  from  afar  31 
E'en  down  to  o  546 
E'en  lite  itself  772 
E'en  the  hour  t  26 
E'er  since  by  fa  107 
Empty  of  him  w  322 
Engage  this  rov  526 
Enthroned  ami  12 
Error  and  igrior  698 
Eternal  are  thy  659 
Eternal  bpirit,  5() 
Eternal  Spirit,  233 
Eternal  Sun  of  786 
Eternal,  Triune  29 
Eternal  Wisdo  279 
Ever  be  tliou  o  699 
Even  me.  Even  85fl 
Ever  in  the  rag  468 
Ever  present,  t  190 
Every  day,  ever  878 
Every  eye  shall  163 
Every  human  t  195 
Every  mournfu  785 
Expand  thy  wi  171 
Extol  his  kingl  208 
Extol  the  Lam  267 
Exults  our  risi  380 

Fain  with  them  5 
Fain  would  I  l  445 
Fairer  than  the  451 
Faith  cries  out,  815 
Faith  lends  its  377 
Faith,  mighty  f  434 
Faith  sees  the  b  634 
Faithful,  O  Lor  46 
Far,  far  away,  1  633 
Far  from  this  w  614 
Far  o'er  yon  ho  574 
Farewell,  mnrt  863 
Farewell,  ye  dr  863 
Father,  fix  my  512 
Father,  if  such  234 
Father  in  heave  811 
Father,  in  me  r  357 
Father,  in  thes  233 
Father,  in  us  t  453 
Father  of  endle  39 
Father,  perfect  605 
Father,  remove  84 
F'ather,  the  nar  456 
Father,  thine  e  378 
Father,  thy  me  711 
Father,  thy  qu  452 
Fear  him,  ye  sa  550 
Fear  not,  breth  458 
i'ear  not,  I  am  546 
Fear  not,  said  61 
Fearless  of  hell  401 
Feebly  they  lis  223 
Fill  me  witli  al  365 
Filled  with  del  651 
Find  in  Christ  t  285 
Finish,  then,  t  444 
First -born  of  m  395 
Five  bleeding  w  3'^6 
Fix,  O  fix  my  w  442 
Fixed  on  this  g  378 
Fly  abroad,  tho  667 
FIv  to  mv  aid,  179 
Followed  by  th  613 
Foolish,  and  i  47 
Footprints  of  J  868 
For  each  assau  4H4 
F"r,  ever  on  th  130 
For  every  thirst  283 


For  God  has  m  531 
For  her  my  tea  194 
For  her  our  pra  729 
For  him  shall  e  658 
For  more  we  as  771 
For  never  shall  326 
For  O  we  stand  &-<0 
For  the  grande  140 
For  the  love  of  27 
For  tiiee  my  th  823 
For  these  inesti  685 
For  thine  own  c  366 
For  this,  I  at  th  3li3 
For  this  let  me  225 
For  thou  withi  768 
For  when  we  k  563 
For  who  by  fait  119 
For  wild  the  w  799 
Forbid  it,  Lord,  102 
Forever  firm  th  49 
Forever  with  th  631 
Forget  not,  bro  912 
Forgive  me,  Lo  800 
Forgiveness  on  707 
Forth  with  thy  668 
Forward  they  c  ]12 
Frail  children  o  19 
Free  from  anoe  816 
Friends  fondly  888 
From  Christ  th  111 
From  daik  tem  762 
From  day  to  da  11 
From  death  to  1  185 
From  favored  A  662 
From  heaven  a  590 
From  heaven  h  74 
From  hell's  op  351 
From  Him,  the  472 
From  Jesus,  m  62 
From  north  to  658 
From  sin,  the  g  341 
From  sorrow,  t  751 
From  strength  572 
From  the  deep  903 
From  thee  that  478 
From  thee  thro  529 
From  thrones  0  210 
Fully  in  my  lif  443 
Further  oul  O  891 

Gather  the  out  306 
Gathering  horn  8'jO 
Gethsemane,  ca  243 
Give  me  a  calm  545 
Give  me  on  the  4'^4 
Give  me  on  the  777 
Give  me  thy  str  225 
Give  me  thyself  450 
Give  me  to'trus  483 
Give  to  mine  ey  424 
Give  tongues  of  191 
Give  up  ourselv  "17 
Give  us  this  da  7^1 
Give  us  with  ac  470 
Glorv,  glorv,  ha  899 
Glory  to  God  b  22 
Glory  to  thee,  791 
Go  ask  the  infi  294 
Go,  clothe  the  497 
Go,  labor  on;  't  501 
Go,  labor  on;  y  501 
Go,  then,  earth  540 
Go  to  many  a  t  672 
Go  to  the  ants,  470 
Go  to  the  garde  84 
Go  to  the  grave  626 
Go  up  with  Chr  209 
God  be  with  yo  918 
God  calling  ye  292 


God  forbids  his  815 
God  from  etein  191 
God  IS  in  heave  31 
God  is  our  stre  8 
God  is  our  sun,  200 
God,  my  Redee  619 
God  only  is  the  419 
God  only  know  356 
God  ruleth  on  20 
God  through  hi  171 
God,  to  reclaim  303 
God,  thy  God,  674 
God  will  not  nl  9 
God's  guardian  798 
Gold  is  but  dio  223 
Good  when  he  44 
Grace  all  the  w  161 
(irace  first  cont  161 
Grace  taught  m  161 
Grace !  'tis  a  s  78 
Giacious  Lord,  714 
Grant  me  my  a  317 
Grant  one  poor  829 
Grant  that  all  756 
Grant  that  ever  492 
Grant  this,  O  h  181 
Grant  us  the  p  587 
Grant  us  thy  p  266 
GreatGod,  is  th  5S7 
Great  God  I  on  585 
Great  God,  pre  727 
Great  God,  thv  311 
Gloat  God,  we  254 
Great  spoils  1  s  741 
Great  Sun  of  ri  680 
Greatness  unsp  32 
Guilty  I  stand  321 

Hail,  by  all  thy  252 
Hail,  holy,  holy  3 
Hail,  peaceful  757 
Hail,  Prince  of  60 
Hail,  Source  of  185 
Hail,  the  heave  63 
Hail  to  the  bri  674 
Halleluiah  !  ea  696 
Hallelujah!  ha  671 
Hallelujah,  hal  137 
Hallelujah  !  ihi  8(^9 
Hallelujah  to  t  276 
Happy  beyond  396 
Happy,  if  with  220 
Happy  the  man  14 
Happy  the  man  396 
Happy  they  wh  5 
Happy  thev  wh  355 
Hark!  hark!  t  69 
Hark !  how  be  94 
Hark!  in  the  w  216 
Hark  !  they  wh  842 
Hark  those  bur  136 
Has  thy  night  674 
Hast  thou  a  la  496 
Haste  thee  on  f  540 
Hasten  mercy  t  289 
Hasten,  mortal  68 
Hasten,  sinner,  289 
Hasten  the  joy  177 
Have  we  not  h  320 
Have  we  trials  874 
Have  you  no  w  766 
He  always  wins  549 
He  bids  "us  bull  733 
He  breaks  the  p  374 
He  by  himself  17 
He  comes,  from  58 
He  comes,  of  h  739 
Hecotnes,  the  b  58 
He  comes,  the  p    58 


He  comes,  with  660 
He  crowns  thy  6 
He  dies,  the  he  77 
He  ever  lives  a  386 
He  fills  the  poo  6 
He  formed  the  7 
He  formed  thes  13 
He  has  pardons  281 
He  hath  our  sa  428 
He  hears  our  p  197 
He  hides  himse  513 
He  hung  its  st  695 
He  in  the  days  123 
He  in  the  thick  560 
He  is  fitting  up  902 
He  justly  claim  407 
He  knows  we  a  28 
He  leadeth  me  861 
He  leads  me  to  527 
He  lives,  all  gl  lis 
He  lives,  and  g  118 
He  lives,  lo  hie  118 
He  makes  the  g  13 
He  now  stands  295 
He  rests  well  pi  222 
He  rises,  who  265 
He  rules  the  w  59 
He  saw  me  plu  154 
He  saw  me  rui  13S 
He  shall  come  660 
He  shall  defend  2.'0 
He  shall  reign  671 
He  sits  at  God's  134 
He  spake— and  215 
He  speaks,  and  374 
He  visits  now  t  427 
He  wept  that  w  319 
He  who  for  me  773 
He  will  gird  th  468 
He  will  present  162 
He  wills  that  I  413 
He  with  earthl  26 
Head  of  thy  Ch  193 
Hear,  for  thou  252 
Hear  him,  ye  d  374 
Hear  the  sw>et  846 
Heaven  is  still  25 
Heavenly,  all-a  744 
Heavenward  on  771 
Heir  of  the  sam  912 
Heirs  of  the  ea  734 
He'll  never  que  123 
Help  us  to  bull  750 
Help  us  to  help  750 
Helpless  howe'  a36 
Hence,  and  fore  77 
Hence  our  hear  395 
Henceforth  ma  435 
Her  hands  are  396 
Here  at  that  cr  829 
Here,  beneath  a  725 
Here  freedom  s  727 
Here  I  give  my  864 
Here  I'H  raise  525 
Here  I  would  f  104 
Here  in  thy  ho  716 
Here  lightdesc  685 
Here  may  religi  '721 
Here  may  the  w  686 
Here  may  we  p  768 
Here  the  fair  tr  686 
Here  the  Redee  68(1 
Here  the  whole  42 
Heie,  then,  my  466 
Here  to  thee  a  696 
Here  vouchsafe  689 
If  ere  we  come  t  259 
Here  will  I  set  391 
Here  would  we  588 


Hereafter  none  833 
Here's  love  and  88 
High  as  the  hea  9 
High  Heaven,  t  827 
High  o'er  th'an  IH 
High  on  a  thro  502 
Him  by  faith  w  1(J» 
Him  though  hi  126 
Him  to  know  is  391 
His  blood  dema  52i) 
Hie  call  we  obe  561 
His  glory  our  d  383 
His  goodness  s  553 
His  grace  will  547 
His  kingdom  ca  134 
His  kingdom  fr  6ft 
His  mercy  now  763 
His  mercy  visit  202 
His  name  shall  64 
His  name  yield  50.> 
His  oath,  his  co  84i> 
His  only  riglite  22(> 
His  power,  inc  64 
His  power  Bubd  9 
His  presence  m  247 
His  purposes  w  43 
His  sovereign  p  5^ 
His  Spirit  us  he  383 
His  standard-be  20'> 
His  voice  subli  51 
Hither,  then,  y  149 
Ho!  all  ve  bun  27* 
Ho !  ye  that  pa  279 
Hold  thou  thv  828- 
Holy  Ghost,  wi  187 
Holy,  holv,  hoi  4 
Holy  Spirit,  all  187 
Home,  iiome,  8  879 
Home!  thy  joys  917 
Honor  iminorta  76 
Hope  is  singing  891 
Hope  looks  bey  610 
Hfisanna  to  the  261 
How  beauteous  "94 
How  blessed  ar  21S 
How  bleFSed  ar  394 
How  bright  the  120 
How  careful  th  596 
How  charming  218 
How  cold  and  f  311 
How  decent  an  205 
How  dread  aie  16 
How  happy  are  218 
How  happy  aie  642 
How  oft  they  lo  397 
How  perfect" is  t  461 
How  shall  I  lea  589 
How  shall -we  h  726 
How  such  holy  826 
How  then  ougli  593 
How  vain  a  toy  518 
How  well  thy  b  682 
How  will  my  h  298 
Howl,  winds  of  51 
Humble,  and  te  175 
Hushed  is  each  790 

I  am  coming,  L  858 
I  ain  lowest  of  848 
I  am  trusting,  L  8f>4 
I  ask  in  confide  423 
I  ask  no  hijjher  177 
I  ask  not  Enoc  467 
1  ask  the  blood  342 
I  ask  thee  for  a  544 
I  ask  thee  for  t  544 
I  ask  them  whe  637 
I  b'ess  thee  for  522 
I  can  but  peris  277 


)2S 


INDEX  OF  FIllST   LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


cannot  prfiy;  7">0 
c;uiiu)t  w:iah  4:.-( 
cast  my  cure  5IU 
come  if  thou  83iJ 
come,  thy  ser  fCW 
delivered  thee  S."^') 
di'precrtte  tlia  3.'1.! 
tear  no  foe,  w  (iL'H 
lind  him  hliin  413 
hfive  haig  wil  3<W 
liave  no  uliiU  47 
have  rend  of  ft  9(11 
have  read  of  b  *Hil 
have  read  of  w  <.il}l 
heard  the  law  ,>4 
heard  the  son  ".NiD 
iK-ard  the  voi  MS 
hold  llice  wit  44t) 
knew  not  that  3C),i 
know  I  am  si  84i 
know  I'm  ne  S'.I4 
know  the  gia  :i(l8 
know  thee,  Sa  3»>1 
lav  my  bodyd  .sill 
lift  mine  evu.t  4Ti'> 
li:?tencd  and  1  S-VJ 
long,  dearest  745 
long  10  see  Ih  372 
love  by  faith  t^'M 
love  her  gates  l;i7 
love  in  solitu  820 
love  thy  I'hnr  194 
love  to  meet  t  .'J94 
love  to  tell  th  875 
love  to  think  ^21) 
must  from  Go  5.^9 
need  not  tell  Si'iO 
need  thee  eve  8.'>l 
need  thy  pres  82H 
now  believe  i  Xil 
praise  thee  fo  C>'J2 
rested  in  the  323 
rode  on  the  a  402 
saw  him  in  th  91)0 
saw  one  hangi  312 
see  thee  not,  145 
see  the  perlec  323 
shall  not  wan  541 
shall  then  sh  415 
sigh  to  think  3.')3 
soon  shall  lay  Kio 
take  these  lilt  fills 
thank  thee  fo  522 
thank  thee,  u  474 
then  fully  iru  K.Vj 
too,  with  thee  341 
tremble  lest  t  3.3.3 
view  the  Lam  310 
wait  till  he  sh  422 
wandered  on  i  859 
want  a  godly  f  777 
want  a  sober  "77 
want  the  witn  177 
want  thy  life,  449 
was  not  ever  t  4i>2 
will  not  let  t  764 
wish  that  his  909 
with  your  cho  821 
would,  but  th  445 
would  forever  1(V4 
would  not  ha  &t4 
would  not  liv  647 
yield  myself  t  8i)t'i 
'd  sing  the  cha  139 
"d  sing  the  pre  1.39 
f  but  my  faint  5.32 
f  by  thy  will,  5f)2 
f  d..ne  t'  obey  .'>2.s 
f  e'er  I  go  aatr  527 


f  e'er  my  hear  191 
f  e'er  to  bless  191 
f  I  begin  to  wa  3;!2 
,f  I  have  only  357 
.(  I  have  tasted  4.-4) 
f  I  love,  why  a  3r.2 
f  I  rigidly  rea  .'IVj 

I  in  my  Kaihe  ;!82 
f  in  this  darks  5.31 
f  lilo  be  long,  4I')4 
(  lil'e  be  not  in  021 
f  now  thou  sta  590 
f  on  our  daily  792 
(  our  faith  wer  27 
f  p.iin  alHiot,  o  774 
f  rough  and  th  5;J4 
f  so  poor  a  wo  41!*; 
f  some  poor  w  822 
f  still  thoU  go  3;!9 
f  tears  of  sorr  349 
f  thev  lead  th  80,S 
f  tho'u  impart  311 
t  tlKUi,  my  Je.s  520 
f  thou  should  532 
f  thv  way  and  81'i.s 
f  tothe  right  o  47,s 
r  what  I  wish  i  5.')) 
f  yet,  while  pa  320 

.(  Vou  get  ther  8<) 
"11  go  to  Jesus,  277 
11  lilt  my  han  772 
'11  make  your  215 
'11  praise  him  14 
'11  soon  beat  h  905 
'11  speak  the  h  1.50 

II  that  he  bios  549 
"11  to  the  graci  277 
'm  b  iiilgnin  a  89S 

:n  g'ing  horn  895 
mpalient  soul,  9(ir> 
mplatit  it  deep  417 
mpov'rish,  I,o  304 
n  all  our  Mak  12 
n  all  my  ways  47 
n  answer  to  te  335 
u  blessing  the  82.3 
n  condescendi  0.3^ 
II  darkest  shad  401 
11  each  event  o  818 
n  every  condit  6IO 
u  every  new  di  690 
n  every  pang  t  773 
n  fierce  tempt  509 
n  flesh  we  part  230 
n  foreign  real  731 
n  God  we  put  420 
n  heaven  the  r  60 
n  his  great  na  22 
n  lurly  duties  I  ZV 
a  hope,  Bgains  4.34 
n  hope  of  that  570 
n  hope  of  that  610 
n  Jesus'  name  227 
n  manifested  I  3^10 
n  midst  of  dan  731 
n  mighty  phal  20.S 
n  otir  sickness  7^4 
n  prayer  my  a  309 
n  purest  love  t  812 
n  riches,  in  pi  274 
n  Sion  God  18  6'.K) 
n  that  beaulif  '.M19 
n  that  lone  la  300 
n  that  revealin  52 
n  tiiat  sudden  841 
n  the  cross,  in  8i'>0 
n  the  cross  of  KM 
n  the  deserts  1  917 
u   the  furuace  195 


n  the  hour  of  403 
M  the  last  hou  142 
11  the  rite  thou  249 
II  the  sweet  by  896 
II  them  thou  502 
n  thine  all-gift  5-18 
u  thine  own  a  75t) 
u  thy  promise  8<i4 
n  those  dark,  s  634 
n  trouble's  da  41 
n  vain  the  sto  115 
u  vain  the  Ire  6^2 
n  vain  thou  sir  300 
n  vain  wo  tun  178 
n  want,  my  pi  I'xS 
iicarnate  l>eny  29 
iilinite  joy,  or  5sj 
nglorious  wish  .505 
iisatiate  to  tlii  105 
nspire  the  livi  174 
iito  that  happ  770 
iito  templatio  781 
nured  to  pover  805 
3  crucified  for  90 
3  here  a  soul  t  302 
s  my  name  wri  9118 
s  not  e'en  deal  610 
3  not  thy  nam  490 
3  'here  a  thing  CrA) 
a  this  the  cons  83 
t  is  better  furl  891 
t  is  finished!  O  113 
t  is  my  guide  69 
t  is  not  death  t  627 
I  is  not  for  me  879 
t  is  not  so,  but  513 
t  is  that  heave  .53S 
t  is  that  hope  5.'!8 
t  makes  the  w  1.53 
t  runs  divinely  108 
t  stands  secur  6.30 
t  sweetly  chee  6-^4 
t  tells  me  of  a  3^17 
t  was  a  two-ed  6:'i5 
Is  energy  exert  l'),'-7 
ts  pleasures  ca  393 
ts  skies  are  no  6;J9 
Is  streams  the  40 
IS  utmost  virlu  687 
've  almost  gai  894 
've  his  gucle  w  N^l 
've  seen  thy  g    34 

ehovah,  Christ  52 
L  liovah,  Fathe  60 
L'hovah.  Uod  t  403 
ihovali  8  everl  37 
L-rusalem  I  my  649 
esus  all  the  da  402 
esus'  blood  to  K!0 
esus  can  make  (Mil 
esus  comes  1  h  tt'A 
esus,  Confirm  515 
esus  desceiide  97 
esus,  for  this  425 
esus,  hail !  en  129 
esus,  hail !  wli  137 
esus,  I  hang  u  41.3 
esus  is  worthy  14.3 
esus,  let  my  n  492 
esu3  lives  and  899 
esus,  may  Ihy  98 
esus,  my  All  i  1.58 
esus,  my  God,  325 
esu3,  my  Shep  1.53 
esus,  my  Shep  8.51 
esiis,  my  siren  .507 
I'sus,  on  me  b  310 
eaus,  our  great  2i.7 


Jesus,  our  only  1.52 
Jesus  protects,  Mi5 
Jesus,  see  my  p  442 
Jesus,  Kpeaks,  a  3<i8 
Jesus  the  ancle  2M 
Jesus,  the  hii.d  331 
Jesus,  the  holy  60 
Jesus,  the  Lord  877 
Jesus,  the  nam  220 
Jesus,  the  nam  371 
Jesus,  the  priso  220 
Jesus,  the  Savi  131 
Jesus,  thine  ai  372 
Jesus,  thine  all  440 
Jesus,  thine  ow  407 
Jesus,  thou  for  355 
Jesus,  thou  I'ri  627 
Jesus,  thou  Sou  597 
JisusI  transpo  141 
Jesus  triumplis  1 17 
Jesus,  vouchsaf  .59.3 
Jesus,  we  look  92 
Jesus,  with  us  t  2;!;5 
Joined  in  one  a  231 
Joy  of  the  deso  2".i4 
Joy  to  the  earth  .59 
Joyful  my  spirit  407 
Judge  not  the  43 
Just  as  I  am,  318 
Justified  throng  013 
Justly  might  th  720 

Keep  no  longer  787 
Keep  tlie  souls  7.31) 
Kmdled  his  re  I  30.S 
Kingdoms  wide  007 
Knowing  ad  I  a  631 

Lame  as  I  am,  361 
Kay  to  thy  mig  484 
Lead  me  tluou  872 
Leave  to  his  so  5.5ii 
l.edbytheligh  41 
Lest  tliat  my7e  491 
let  all  that  loo  iioi 
Let  all  with  th  229 
Let  all  your  la  4.>-5 
Let  cares  like  a  .571 
Let  deep  repeii  510 
Let  earl  11  and  h  251 
Let  earth  no  in  175 
Let  elders  woiu  147 
Let  everlasting  17.3 
Let  every  act  of  375 
Let  every  kindr  132 
Let  every  thoug  410 
Let  faith  transc  83 
Let  fools  my  w  621 
Let  lile  immorl  38S 
Let  lively  hope  516 
Let  love,  in  one  7.3.5 
Let  me  love  th  302 
Let  me  love  th  878 
Let  me  at  a  th  8.52 
I  et  me  thy  wit  477 
Let  mountains  199 
Let  music  swel  72S 
Let  none  hear  y  4.S9 
Let  not  conscie  273 
Let  others  seek  895 
Let  others  stret  518 
Let  ]ieare  wilhi  2.M 
Let  sickness  bl  fill 
Let  sinners  lear  379 
Let  sorrow  do  i  4IO 
Let  sorrow's  ru  8.H) 
Let  strangers  w  20-5 
Let  that  merry  722 
Let  the  living  u  090 


Let  the  praise  b  714 
Let  the  Bine  tr  545 
I-et  the  World  d  640 
Let  this  my  eve  400 
Let  this  vain  w  6i)9 
Let  those  refus  521 
Let  thy  holyt  h  0;i2 
Let  trouble  and  879 
Let  us  blaze  In  21 
Let  na  for  each  816 
Let  us  still  to  t  746 
Let  us  lake  up  22S 
Let  U3  then  li  j  42S 
Let  US  then  wit  810 
Let  us  therefor  21 
Let  us,  to  per.f  44S 
Lei  us  walk  wi  400 
Life  like  a  foun  49 
Life's  duty  don  fi02 
Lite's  ills  witho  7.-0 
Lift  up  thy  cou  780 
Li"ht  in  thy  lig  7f^0 
Like  a  bairn  to  884 
Like  mighty  ru  18H 
Like  mighty  wi  im 
Lil;e  soiiie  brig  145 
Like  the  rough  297 
Listen  to  the  w  6.8 
Lives  again  our  127 
I^iving  in  the  si  83i 
Lo!  glad  I  com  :>5() 
Lo!  his  triuinp  121 
Lo!  I  am  with  625 
Lo!  I  cumbers  3<,.8 
Lo!  in  the  dese  673 
Lo!  it  Comes,  t  841 
Lo!  such  the  C  702 
Lo!  th'  inearna  273 
Lo!  the  pain  of  021 
Lo!  to  faith's  e  12S 
1.0!  with  deep  722 
Loathsome,  an  .3.39 
Lone  are  the  pa  615 
Lonely  I  no  lo  749 
].,oiig  as  I  live  I  877 
Long  as  our  fie  704 
Long  my  heart  804 
Look  as  when  t  3t'r6 
Look  how  weg  178 
Loiise  all  your  121 
Loid,  at  thy  lee  329 
Lord,  decide  tli  3i>2 
Lord,  give  us  a  454 
Lord  God  of  tru  6SS 
Lord,  I  believe  370 
Lord,  I  Come  to  7."*2 
Lord,  if  I  nowt  207 
Lord,  if  thou  d  227 
Lord,  it  is  my  c  385 
Lord,  I  would  e  801 
Lord  Jesus,  for  857 
Lord  Jesus,  loo  8.57 
Lord  Jesus,  llio  8.57 
Lord,  keep  us  8  803 
Lord,  lest  the  t  821 
Lord,  may  I  ev  405 
Lord,  my  sins  t  <)U'< 
Lord,  my  times  5.5s 
Lord,  obertientl  4:'>8 
Lord  of  earth  a  4T5 
Lord  of  heaven  475 
Lord  of  the  iiat  721 
Liird,  on  thee  o  7.50 
Lord,  shall  we  470 
Lord,  this  boso  148 
Lord,  thou  hast  844 
Lord,  through  a  709 
Lord,  thv  gh'iy  25 
Lord,  til'l  I  Jett  790 


Lord,  'tis  not  o  695 
Lord,  wo  thy  p  418 
l..ord,  what  sha  31 
Lord,  whence  a  844 
Loud  may  the  IW 
Love  and  grief  400 
Love  is  the  gol  7.35 
Love  of  God,  s  is50 
Love,  rest,  and  889 
Love  auiysterio  105 
Love's  redeem!  127 
l^overof  souls  I  306 
Lover  of  si.uls,  358 
Lowly  in  heart,  142 

Make  good  Ihel  221 
Make  us  into  u  742 
Make  us  of  one  816 
Man  may  troiib  ,M0 
Many  days  hav  783 
March  on  in  yo  511 
March  on  then  8f>5 
Master,  the  ter  862 
Master,  with  an  862 
Mav  the  gospel  259 
Maythey  that  J  219 
May  thy  rich  g  SUS 
May  thy  Spirit  692 
May  thy  will,  n  667 
May  we  receive  4.52 
May  we  this  lif  794 
May  we  with  hii  705 
Methinks  I  see  eo.S 
Meanest  of  all  313 
Merciful  God,  t  52 
Jlercy  anil  giac  1.59 
Mercy  and  giac  629 
Mercy  and  Irut  71 
Midst  keen  rep  142 
Might  I  enjoy  t  201 
Mightiest  king  666 
Millions  of  sou  239 
Mine  is  an  unc  385 
Minutes  and  m  807 
More  dear  than  823 
More  of  myself  189 
More  of  thy  life  441 
Jlore  than  con  641 
Mortals,  yiiur  h  135 
Mourning  souls  149 
Move,  ami  aclu  743 
JIuch  of  my  li  fiH 
Must  1  be  carri  666 
Must  I  liis  bur  499 
Must  I  reprove  499 
My  conscience  f  312 
My  crimes  arc  g  310 
My  dving  Savio  41W 
My  faith  would  109 
My  Father,  God  184 
My  Father's  ho  895 
My  feeble  mind  761 
Mv  feet  shall  t  144 
My  flesh  shall  8  638 
My  tied  I  howe  49 
My  God,  how  w  16 
My  God,  I  f.-el  301 
My  (;<«1  is  reco  3,>«> 
My  gracious  Go  461 
My  gracious  M  374 
My  heart  grow.s  2ia 
Mv  Jesus,  aslh  .';09 
Mv  knowkslge  404 
My  life  I  would  795 
My  life,  mv  bio  225 
My  life,  my  por  3.30 
My  lips  shall  d  35 
My  lips  with  sh  310 
My  message  as  270 


INDEX   or   FIEST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


329 


My  mistakes  hi  SJ? 
My  native  coun  72S 
My  une  desire  b  330 
My  passions  ho  3.^ 
My  prayer  hath  3fil 
My  Sabbath  su  776 
My  Saviour  is  n  905 
My  Saviour,  wh  759 
My  sou  i  breaks  450 
My  soul  lies  hu  324 
My  soul  obeys  t  343 
My  soul  shall  p  197 
My  soul  shall  t  417 
My  soul  to  thee  483 
My  soul  would  401 
My  spirit,  Lord  494 
My  strength  is  SfiD 
My  sutr'nng  ti  509 
My  thoughts  li  33 
My  vehement  s  342 
My  will  be  awal  175 
My  willing  soul  253 
My  wisdom  and  476 
Mvself  I  canno  4S3 


Nay,  but  I  yield 
Near  tlie  cross. 
Nearer  my  Fath 
Nearer  the  bou 
Ne'er  think  the 
Never  from  thy 
Never  let  the  w 
Never  will  I  re 
New  mercies,  e 
New  time,  new 
Next  door  to  de 
Night  and  day  i 
Night  unto  nig 
Nipped  by  the 
No  anxious  dou 
No  bleeding  bir 
No  chilling  win 
No  dimming  cl 
No  earthly  fat 
No  foot  of  land 
Nol  I  must  ma 
No  liglit  had  w 
No  light!  so  la 
No  longer  hosts 
No  longer  in  da 
No  longer  then 
No  man  can  tru 
No  more  a  waa 
No  more  fatigu 
No  more  let  sin 
No  mortal  doth 
No  other  right 
No  room  for  mi 
No  rude  alarms 
No  strength  of 
No  strife  sliall  r 
No;  the  past  sh 

■  No  words  can  t 
',    Nor  does  it  yet 

Nor  earth,  nor 
'   Nor  let  the  go 

Nor  pain,  nor  g 
!  Norshall  I  thro 
i  Nor  shall  thy  a 
J  Nor  voice  can  s 
)   Not  a  doubt  can 

■  Not  all  tliebles 
Not  all  the  bar 
Not  for  ease  or 
Not  for  the  sak 
Not  half  has  ev 
Not  in  the  nam 
Not  life  itself 
Not  one,  but  al 


Not  Sinai's  mo  120 
Not  what  we  w  54S 
Nothing  I  ask,  33S 
Nothing  is  wort  593 
Nothing  more  c  7S5 
Nothing  on  ear  839 
Nothing  ye  in  e  271 
Now  aJbry  to  G  276 
Now  I  forbid  m  5'^4 
Now  I  see  with  3S9 
Now  incline  me  3VJ 
Now  let  me  ^ai  433 
Now  let  our  dar  6S3 
Now  let  thy  dyi  3.JS 
Now,  Lord,  on  242 
Now,  Loid,  to  w  339 
Now  make  thv  160 
Now  may  the  K  260 
Now,  my  God,  t  436 
Now  rest,  my  lo  827 
Now  the  gracio  405 
Now,  tlien,  my  439 
Now,  then,  the  663 
Now,  therefore,  693 
Now,  these  littl  700 
Now  to  the  Lam  147 
Now,  ye  needy,  273 
Numbered  amo  600 

O  arm  me  with  837 
O  banner  of  tlie  95 
O  bear  my  long  894 
O  believe  the  re  2n> 
O  bless  the  Lor  6 
O  Caftaan,  brig  885 
O  cease,  my  wa  738 
O  cherish  but  t  419 
O  come  and  wit  278 
O  come,  angel  894 
O  could  I  hear  883 
0  depth  of  mer  853 
O  do  not  suffer  739 
O  do  thou  alwa  484 
O  for  a  lowly,  c  440 
O  for  a  trumpet  HI 
O  for  the  living  8 
O  for  thine  alta  15 
O  for  this  love  I  155 
O  for  those  hum  313 
O  give  me  faith  424 
O  give  us  hear  130 
O  glorious  hou  63S 
O  God,  how  fait  236 
O  God,  let  all  796 
O  God,  mine  in  692 
O  God,  our  hel  583 
O  grant  that  no  409 
O  guard  our sh  721 
O  guide  our  do  753 
O  happy  bond,  827 
O  happy  harbor  643 
O  happy,  happy  232 
O  happy,  happy  632 
O  happy  servan  485 
O  hide  this  self  520 
O  hope  of  every  152 
O  how  can  wor  832 
O  how  I  fear  th  16 
O  how  sweet  it  897 
O  how  wav'ring  492 
O  if  my  Lord  w  601 
O  if  my  mortal  605 
O  Jesus,  could  I  345 
O  Jesus,  ever  w  157 
O  Jesus,  King  o  146 
O  Jesus,  of  thee  371 
O  Jesus,  ride  o  276 
O  Jesus,  Saviou  146 
O  just  Judge,  t  595 


O  King  ofglory  56 
O  Lamb  of  God  95 
O  let  me  kiss  th  97 
O  let  me  wing  538 
O  let  our  heart  232 
O  let  them  spre  217 
O  let  tliem  still  133 
O  let  thy  gracio  424 
O  let  thy  love  97 
O  let  thy  orien  794 
O let  thy  sacred  435 
O  let  us  by  thy  425 
O  let  us  find  th  747 
O  let  us  on  thy  736 
O  let  us  put  on  636 
O  let  us  still  pr  232 
O  let  us  thus  go  230 
O  long-expecte  264 
O  Lord,  preven  594 
O  love,  how  ch  409 
O  love,  thou  bo  378 
O  lovely  attitud  2<.»l 
O  magnify  the  550 
O  make  but  tria  550 
O  make  me  all  177 
0  make  me  as  499 
O  make  thy  Ch  688 
O  Master,  it  is  85 
O  may  I  learn  837 
O  may  I  hear  t  424 
O  may  I,  Lord,  523 
O  may  I  love  li  837 
O  may  I  reach  78 
O  may  I  still  fr  479 
O  may  I  triump  579 
O  may  my  brok  326 
O  may  my  hear  516 
O  may  my  soul  800 
O  may  no  gloo  794 
O  may  one  bca  471 
O  may  our  mor  716 
O  may  our  sym  504 
O  may  these  an  563 
O  may  these  he  686 
O  may  thy  love  324 
O  may  thy  Spir  793 
O  may  we  all  b  719 
O  may  we  all  i  779 
O  may  we  ever  231 
O  may  we  thus  719 
O  melt  this  froz  176 
O  mercy !  O  me  907 
O  Messenger  of  399 
O  might  I  now  317 
O  mother  dear,  648 
O  multiply  thy  222 
O  my  God,  hed  91 
O  my  oftended  L  372 
O  near  to  the  R  867 
O  not  a  joy  or  b  yi3 
O  on  that  day,  591 
O  send  thy  serv  662 
O  shall  not  war  240 
O  sometimes  h  867 
O  Source  of  un  167 
O  sovereign  Lo  309 
O  spread  the  jo  150 
O  sweet  and  ble  562 
O  take  this  hea  432 
O  tell  of  his  mi  19 
O  that  all  may  512 
O  that  bcautifu  908 
O  that  each  in  t  706 
O  that  home  of  897 
O  that  I  could  a  391 
O  that  I  could  f  aw 
O  that  I  could  t  338 
O  that  I  could  w  356 
O  that  I  never,  808 


O  that  I  now,  f  432 
O  that  I  now  th  411 
O  that  it  now  fr  447 
O  that  my  hear  564 
O  that  my  tend  481 
O  that  our  fiviib  124 
Olhat  our  light  235 
O  that  our  tliou  257 
O  that  the  sons  723 
O  that  the  worl  174 
O  that  the  worl  220 
O  that  to  thee  m  481 
O  that,  with  hu  356 
O  that,  with  yon  132 
O  that  without  600 
O  the  crowning  904 
O  the  lost,  the  826 
O  the  precious  876 
O  the  pure  deli  873 
O  the  rapturous  402 
O  the  sweet  wo  164 
O  the  transport  651 
O  then  to  the  R  867 
O  think  of  the  f  905 
O  thou,  by  who  769 
O  thou  jealous  801 
O  thou,  wlio  se  322 
O  thou,  whose  200 
O  thou,  whose  i  702 
O  to  grace  how  525 
O  tune  our  ton^  245 
O  unexampled!  141 
O  verdant  fields  906 
O  wash  my  soul  310 
O  watch,  and  fl  578 
O  what  are  all  646 
O  what  hath  loc  352 
O  -vyheH  shall  t  656 
O  when,  thou  c  649 
O  who  can  ever  30 
O  who  could  be  539 
O  why  should  I  370 
O  wondrous  kn  33 
O  wondrous  lov  346 
O  would  he  mo  645 
O  wouldst  thou  305 
O  wretchedstat  597 
O  ye  banished  s  458 
Obedient  laith  t  434 
Obedient  to  thy  830 
O'erwhelmed  w  430 
Of  all  thou  has  365 
Of  his  deliv'ran  550 
Of  that  city  to  w  898 
Oft  did  I  with  t  323 
Oft  with  its  tier  655 
On  earth  they  s  892 
On  earth  we  wa  381 
On  me,  on  all,  315 
On  multitudes  663 
On  Tabor  thus  80 
On  the  grave  it  891 
On  the  Tree  of  715 
On  the  wings  of  402 
On  thee  we  flin  82 
On  thee  we  hu  217 
On  this  benight  367 
On  this  glad  da  255 
On  us  thy  Fath  159 
On  wings  of  lo  504 
On  your  ear  his  847 
Once  a  sinner,  783 
Once  earthly  jo  416 
One  day  Is  as  a  703 
One  day  within  253 
One  family  we  582 
One  inexplicabl  5 
One  privilege  m  196 
One  only  gift  c  514 


One  thing  dema  299 
One  undivided  3 
One  with  thysel  130 
Only,  O  Lord,  i  792 
Only  thee  cont  443 
Only  waiting,  ti  8S6 
Onward,  then,  575 
Onward  we  go  633 
Open,  Lord,  the  460 
Open  mine  eyes  179 
Open  my  faith's  433 
Open  the  interc  365 
Open  their  eyes  305 
Open  wide,  O  G  692 
Or  he  deserts  u  513 
Or  ir,  on  joyful  473 
Or  if  'tis  ever  d  913 
Or  worn  by  slo  611 
Other  knowled  391 
Other  refuge  h  354 
Our  Advocate  w  208 
Our  blessed  Lo  272 
Our  brother  the  622 
Our  Captain  lea  210 
Our  cautioned  B  719 
Our  claim  admi  180 
Our  daily  bread  762 
Our  days  are  as  28 
Our  dearest  joy  519 
Our  desp'rate  s  304 
Our  eyes  have  s  586 
Our  Fathers'  G  728 
Our  flesh  and  s  490 
Our  glad  hosan  58 
Our  glorious  Le  637 
Our  God,  in  pit  272 
Our  heaits,  O  L  669 
Our  hearts  we  o  247 
Our  life  is  adre  706 
Our  life  is  nid  752 
Our  life,  while  731 
Our  mourning  i  642 
Our  nature's  tu  383 
Our  numerous  685 
Our  pain  shall  904 
Our  prayers  as  668 
Our  residue  of  711 
Our  restless  spi  157 
Our  sacrifice  is  193 
Our  songs  of  pr  885 
Our  souls  and  b  407 
Our  spirits  drin  244 
Our  tlioughts  a  42 
Our  way  to  God  159 
Out  of  great  dis  641 
Over  there,  over  905 

Pain  and  sickne  902 
I'ardon  and  pea  92 
Pardon  and  pea  239 
Pardon,  O  God.  798 
Pardoned  for  al  430 
Part  of  my  frie  885 
Part  of  thy  na  42 
Partakers  of  th  231 
Paschal  Lamb.  129 
Pass  me  not,  O  8:j0 
Pass  me  not,  th  850 
Peace  and  joy  s  674 
Peace  be  within  197 
Peace  is  on  the  265 
Peace  on  earth,  6S 
Peace  that  glor  99 
People  and  real  658 
Perfect  submiss  860 
Perhaps  he  ma  277 
Permit  them  to  237 
Persist  to  save  477 
Pierce,   fill    me  481 


Pity  and  heal  m  334 
Pity  from  thine  359 
Plenteous  giac  35-4 
Plenteous  of  gr  167 
Poor  tempest-l  346 
Pour  out  yours  763 
Power  and  dom  76 
Praise  God,  fro  791 
Praise  God,  fro  800 
Praise  God,  fro  821 
Praise  him,  ext  62 
Praise,  my  soul  148 
Praise  the  God  24 
Praise  the  Lord  24 
Prayer  is  the  b  769 
Prayer  makes  t  766 
Precious  is  the  281 
Precious  name,  876 
Present  we  kno  732 
Preserved  by  p  228 
Press  onward  t  853 
Princes,  this  cl  587 
Pris'ner  of  hop  797 
Prone  to  wande  525 
Prostrate  I'll  li  277 

Quick  as  their  t  397 

Raised  by  his  F  120 
Raised  on  devot  12 
Ready  for  all  th  515 
Ready  for  you  t  268 
Ready  the  Fath  268 
Ready  the  Spiri  268 
Ready  thou  art  3o6 
Rebel,  ye  wave  51 
Rebuilcl  thy  wa  661 
Refresh  us  with  315 
Refining  fire,  go  447 
Reflect,  thou  h  284 
Regard  me  with  322 
Reign  in  me,  L  441 
Rejoice  In  glori  134 
Rejoicing  now  i  431 
Religion  Deals  o  490 
Religion  should  516 
Remember  ail  913 
Remember,  Lor  430 
Remember  thee  240 
Remember  thee  243 
Remember  thy  280 
Remove  this  ha  411 
Renew  my  will  532 
Rest  comes  at  1  633 
Rest  for  my  sou  445 
Rest  for  the  fev  628 
Restore,  my  dea  370 
Restrain  the  bu  712 
Restraining  pra  766 
Return,  O  holy  364 
Return,  O  wand  293 
Revive  us  again  869 
Right  through  t  648 
Rise,  Lord,  and  369 
Rise,  touched  w  291 
Rivers  of  life  di  3.51 
Rivers  of  love  a  279 
Rivers  to  the  o  455 
Bound  each  ha  206 

Pages,  leave  yo  73 
Saints  and  ange  273 
Saints  before  th  73 
Salvation,  let  t  65 
Save  us  in  the  746 
Saviour  and  Pri  317 
Saviour,  at  thy  567 
Saviour,  forgive  6fl9 
Saviour,  from  t  814 


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INDEX  OF  riKST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


Saviour,  hasten  137 
Saviour,  I  timii  AM 
Saviour,  look  d  747 
Saviour,  may  o  2<i5 
Saviour,  Prince  .'j<H) 
Saviour,  Saviou  K<2 
6avi(.ur,  lo  me  i  313 
Saviour,  In  tlieo  449 
Savidiir,  throu"  7li3 
Saviour,  wliere  .'J34 
Saw  ye  not  tlie  679 
Say,  "  I-ive  for  88 
Say,  shall  we  y  72 
Say  lo  the  slum  M') 
Shy  to  tliv  Rille  tiilil 
Scatter  tlie  last  441 
Scenes  of  sacre  917 
Seasons,  and  m  716 
See,  at  thy  thro  3li7 
See,  from  all  la  l>73 
See  from  his  h  102 
See  fr..m  the  ro  271 
See,  he  lifts  his  126 
See  heathen  na  (iii') 
See  him  set  fort  270 
See  how  beaute  (>77 
See  human  nat  3(11 
See,  Jesus  stan  27H 
See  me,  Saviou  366 
See,  nil  ihe  mo  2(KJ 
See  the  Judge  629 
See  the  short  c  :«)l 
See!  the  stream  2(K> 
See  there,  his  t  89 
See  there  the  s  211 
See  where  it  sb  78 
See,  where  the  222 
Send  some  mes  7.'>6 
Sent  by  my  Lor  271) 
Serene  I  laid  m  790 
Shake  nir  the  b  214 
Shake  otf  the  d  211 
Shall  sjuilty  lea  367 
Shall  I,  in  soot  224 
Shall  they  ador  l.'KI 
Shall  we  whose  670 
She  has  landed  914 
Shepherds,  in  t  73 
Short  of  thy  lo  3.i7 
Should  all  tlie  682 
Should  coming  S80 
Should  earth  a  571 
Should  sudden  310 
Should  swift  de  802 
Shout,  all  the  p  .I'm 
Show  my  foj-;.'it  311 
Shut  up  in  iiiib  30S 
Simple,  teaclia  512 
Since  from  his  1.14 
Since  on  this  w  2'.'9 
Sing,  evei7  soul  62 
Sing,  Os  ng,  ye  902 
Siii^  to  the  Lor  13 
Sink  down,  yea  S.'vS 
Sinners  in  deris  1.36 
Sinnei-s  of  old  t  33.> 
Sinners,  turn,  w  2-^6 
Sinners,  turn,  w  288 
Sinners,  wrun"  73 
Bion's  God  is  al  201 
Smell  the  swco  736 
Smile,  Lord,  on  6;'>6 
Bo  blooms  the  611 
6o  fades  a  sum  602 
Bo  (asl  etern  ty  70S 
So,  gracious  Sa  122 
8o  I  may  thy  8  443 
Bo  I'm  walchin  884 
So  Jesos  looke  MM 


So  ,Tesu9  slept:  fiI2 
So  let  the  Snvio  497 
So  let  thy  grace  33 
So  long  thy  po  462 
So  may  the  un  734 
So  niiw,  and  ti!  6!t9 
So  i)ilgrims,  on  34 
So  shall  I  bless  421 
So  shall  my  wa  3<>4 
So  shall  thy  ch  41 
So  when  on  Sic  ,168 
So,  whene'er  th  .181 
So  will  I  love  l.M 
.Soar  we  now  w  127 
Sole,  sell-existi  04 
Sometimes,  mi  K61 
Sons  of  (Jod,  yo  679 
Soon  as  from  ea  589 
Soon  as  the  ev'  38 
Soon  as  the  mo  369 
Soon  as  we  dra  31.'.') 
Soon,  borne  on  3tM 
Soon  from  us  t  8U9 
Soon  shall  I  lea  831 
Soon  shall  our  517 
Socm  shall  the  2iK) 
Soon  shall  the  628 
•xion  shall  we  8.'<7 
.Soim  will  the  t  .li'  i 
Soul,  then  kno  510 
Sovereijin  Fath  2.')2 
Speak,  gracious  32S 
Speak  genlly;  't  911 
Speak  gpiit  y  to  911 
Speak  gently  to  912 
Speak,  O  eterna  697 
Speaiv  to  mv  w  8.'W 
.-■peak  with  tha  302 
Spirit  of  faith,  2l"i2 
.Spirit  of  faith,  i  487 
Spirit  1  f  grace!  25* 
Spirit  of  Iiolina  29 
Spirit  of  light,  I,k8 
Spirit  of  truth,  InS 
Spiiit  of  truth  a  676 
Sprinkled  afres  810 
Stand,  then,  in  572 
.Stand  up  and  b  8 
Stand  up,  stand  .VO 
Still  he  waits  lb  8(6 
Still  heavy  is  te  .').')6 
Still  hide  me  in  808 
Still  hold  my  s  424 
Still  holcl  the  8  221 
Siill  let  hiiu  wi  480 
.■^till  let  it  on  I  10 
Slill  let  mo  till  .KI8 
Still  let  thy  tea  liiO 
Still  let  us  own  "42 
Still,  Lord,  thy  .Vi 
Still  may  I  wal  5<i.S 
Still  to  I  ho  low  418 
Strike  through  160 
Strive  in  joy  wi  405 
Strive  we.  In  alT  7.''7 
Strong  were  thy  212 
Stronger  his  lo  .^.Vi 
Strugiile  thron  840 
Subsists  as  in  us  7.52 
Such  was  thy  t  79 
Such  wonders  p  223 
SiiHiered  no  mo  761 
Sun,  moon,  and  (V-^O 
Sure  I  must  fig  566 
Sure,  never  lo  312 
Surely,  I  shall  423 
Surely  once  thy  7,s7 
Surely  thou  can  .3-I5 
Sweet  bunds  th  745 


Sweet  fields  be  6.10 
Sweet  hour  of  p  789 
Sweet  is  the  da  Z'li 
Sweet  IS  the  in  241 
Sweetly  may  w  743 
.Swift  as  the  ea  472 
Swift  I  ascend  38.S 
Swilt  through  I  60 
Swift  to  Its  clos  828 
Swift  to  my  resc  761 

Take  my  poor  h  394 
Take  my  soul  a  436 
Take  the  name  876 
Take  up  thy  cr  513 
Take  us  into  th  425 
Teach  all  then  215 
Teach  me  the  h  476 
Teach  me  to  llv  800 
Teach  u<,  O  l.or  4.SS 
Teach  us  to  lov  734 
Tell  how  he  co  1.15 
Tfll,  in  seraphi  .573 
Tempt  not  my  8ii3 
Ten  thousand  t  5<2 
Ten  thousand  t  K'.2 
Tenderest  bran  459 
Thankful  I  lak  838 
Thanks  for  mer  710 
Thanks  we  give  .1,^1 
Tir  apostles  of  579 
Th'  atonement  408 
That  all-compr  7.'~6 
That  bears,  un  4.'i4 
Tint  blessed  la  417 
That  blessed  se  .3<I4 
That  bloody  ba  208 
That  comfort  w  402 
That  eye  is  fixe  7.M 
'I  hat  gate  ajar  s  8.13 
That  gnat  mvs  676 
That  luaven'ly  168 
That  I  Ihy  mer  429 
That  long  as  lif  7.13 
Tliat  man  m.ny  488 
Tliat  mighty  fa  448 
That  once  loved  610 
That  path  with  4:!5 
That  pe.ace  of  G  l(i8 
That  power  is  p  7'i.s 
Thatpri^e,  with  469 
That  promise  m  168 
That  sacred  str  199 
That  thou  cans  3.11 
That  nnchange  897 
That  will  nol  m  45| 
That  word  abov  .111 
The  angel  oi  :h  M<( 
The  ap.  sties  jo  II 
The  bags  are  re  .10.! 
1  he  beam  that  675 
The  birds,  with  .'.61 
The  blessing  of  797 
The  bliss  ol  th  41 1 
The  blood  of  go  112 
The  brightest  t  519 
The  brightness  ,37 
The  chaste  and  399 
Theche.rful  tr  831 
The  Christ,  bvr  70 
TheClnirch  fro  6.>vS 
fhe  Church  Iri  740 
The  clouds  like  713 
The  consecrate  .1)2 
The  cciv'nant  w  717 
The  cross  our  M  79!l 
The  day  glides  397 
The  fay  of  thy  421 
The  deadly  slu  471 


The  dearest  ido  364 
The  depth  of  al  390 
The  dictates  of  56 
The  dread  omnI  70.1 
The  dying  thief  107 
The  earth  could  89 
Th*  Elernal  Sh  625 
The  faith  that  c  174 
The  Father  hea  386 
The  Father,  slii  .17ii 
The  Father,  So  2t>8 
The  fondness  of  519 
The  foolish  bui  691 
The  friends  wh  5.39 
The  gift  unspe  6li 
The  gift  which  7.33 
The  gladness  of  375 
The  glorious  cr  427 
The  glory  of  th  216 
The  glorv!  the  907 
The  God'of  Ab  17 
The  God  we  wo  205 
The  godly  fear  269 
The  gospel  trn  267 
The  grace  lo  si  251 
The  grace  whic  174 
The  gi-aves  of  ;  618 
The  guard  of  al  .HW 
The  guiltless  s  269 
The  liand  that  173 
The  Iiappy  gate  279 
The  harduess  f  306 
The  heavenly  b  61 
The  heavens  sh  904 
The  highest  pi  131 
The  hill  of  7Ao  521 
The  holy,  holy  15 
The  hoi  V,  meek  376 
The  Holy  Sjiiiit  3o3 
The  holy  to  the  740 
The  hours  of  p  .137 
Th'  immortal  S  719 
The  joy  of  all  w  131 
The  jovs  and  Ir  521 
The  judginenll  <HI7 
The  Kiii^  hims  213 
The  kingdom  is  915 
The  kiimdoiii  t  ,1.30 
The  Lamb  for  s  251 
The  liyht  of  sm  .131 
The  littlocloud  7.M 
The  little  hills  713 
The  living  brea  242 
The  Lord  has  p  .170 
The  Lord  is  rise  116 
The  Lord  make  218 
Tlie  Lord,  my  r  514 
The  Lord  of  lio  70 
The  Lord,  our  g  198 
The  Lord  pours  14 
The  Lord  rev.a  282 
The  Lord  shall  216 
The  Lord  shall  i  214 
The  Loid,  Ihe  02 
The  Lord,  who  48 
The  Lord  your  216 
The  Inve  ofClir  222 
The  love  of  Chr  225 
The  Master  is  c  845 
The  meek,  the  1(K) 
The  mistakes  of  848 
The  mile  my  w  .103 
The  moment  w  399 
The  more  I  stro  3.''.0 
The  morninij  a  (Wt 
The  monntains  695 
The  names  of  a  122 
The  nations  all  71 
The  ouk  airikea  637 


The  o'erwhelmi  269 
The  opening  he  401 
The  order  of  th  205 
The  pain  of  life  213 
The  pains  of  de  fAI 
Tho  pains,  the  601 
The  perfect  wa  419 
The  present  m  2<i9 
The  profit  will  176 
The  promised  1  427 
The  prophet  of  776 
The  rising  God  88 
The  rocks  can  r  327 
The  rocks  could  m» 
The  rolling  sun  (yiil 
The  rougher  ou  4.17 
The  rush  of  nn  514 
Tho  sacred,  tru  244 
The  saints  I  he  381 
The  saints, whe  111 
The  seeds  whic  Hi'.] 
The  Shepherd  »  8.)-l 
Tho  sighing  on  .164 
The  smilings  of  017 
Tlie  softened  li  713 
The  Son  of  God  319 
The  songsters  i  900 
The  soufof  ma  30.3 
The  soul,  of  ori  6.30 
The  soul  that  o  516 
The  souls  that  741 
The  Spirit  bieal  1>0 
The  Spirit  by  hi  170 
The  Spirit  of  co  18<l 
The  spirit  of  in  1M 
The  Spirit  of  re  180 
The  Spirit  takes  387 
The  splendid  cr  524 
The  storm  is  lai  731 
The  storm  that  6.'Jlt 
The  summer  is  845 
The  summer  su  90<i 
The  summons  g  2".Hi 
The  Sun  of  rigli  ,361 
The  sunlight  is  915 
The  things  eter  8^59 
The  things  of  C  170 
The  things  unU  377 
The  thorn  and  t  879 
The  tokens  of  t  242 
The  trivial  rou  792 
The  trumpet  I  t  907 
The  tvpes  and  f  J03 
The  universal  K  22 
Tho  various  mo  713 
The  veil  is  rent  In;! 
The  vineyaril  of  232 
The  virtue  of  t  eiV! 
The  voice  of  th  609 
The  watchman  218 
The  way  the  ho  .3.10 
The  way  thou  h  247 
Tl'.e  way  to  hea  .•<.<! 
The  well  of  life  770 
The  whole  crea  143 
The  whole  triii  18 
The  winds  and  862 
The  word  of  Go  426 
The  words  of  li  2:i6 
The  world  can  n  211 
The  world  can  n  .Vi8 
The  world  of  w  723 
The  world  rece  8^12 
The  worst  of  all  KV> 
The  worst  of  si  .3.15 
The  year  rolls  r  .'x'<"i 
The  "young,  tho  I.S8 
Thee  all  the  ch  .39 
Thee,  Father,  8  717 


Thee,  holy  Fat  J 
Thee,  in  thy  gl  740- 
Thee  may  I  set  82.1 
Thee,  only  thee  3.37 
Tnee,  then,  my  02* 
Thee  we  exp<.ct  760 
Thee,  when  the  7.10 
Thee  while  ma  ^ 
Thee  while  tho  31 
Thee  will  I  lov  474 
Thee  will  I  pra  71 
Their  hearts  Iro  221 
Their  inslrume  .177 
Their  joy  shall  1",W 
Their  sighs  are  ft-'A 
Their  toils  are  p  616 
Them  the  Spirit  MX 
Then  all  the  ch  162 
Then  at  last,  w  86.'* 
Then  come  Wit  8."<.1 
Then  every  niu  430 
Then  fail  this  e  895 
Then  I  shall  en  46t 
Then  I  shall  sh  2\* 
Thf  n  if  this  we  X>2 
Then  in  a  nohl  107 
Then  is  my  sire  7iO 
Then  let  me  on  "64 
Then  let  our  h  123 
Then  let  our  so  616 
Then  let  the  la  6l'l 
Then  let  the  wi  526 
Then  let  us  ado  20 
Then  let  us  gat  303 
Then  let  us  gla  42ft 
Then  let  us  in  2.16 
Then  let  us  law  7.12- 
Then  let  us  ma  228- 
Then  let  us  sit  9(> 
Then  let  us  wai  230 
Then  love's  sof  606 
Then,  mercy  on  79* 
Then,  mv  son  I  784 
Then,  only  the  174 
Then,  O  my  sou  8i 
Then  palms  of  900 
Then,  Saviour.  59? 
Then  seek  the  2^ 
Then  shall  I  se  2W 
Then  shall  my  416^ 
Then  shall  war  6f><> 
Then  sorrow,  I  o  .1.39 
Then  thewritin  .195 
Then  though  t  .12^ 
Then  wake  yon  115 
Then  we  our  pr  712' 
Then  when  on  ,5.32' 
Then,  when  th  ,'VK> 
Then,  when  th  7.10 
Then  wliv,  sine  151 
Then  will  I  I.  a  321 
Then  will  I  tell  X<» 
Then,  with  my  473 
Then  with  the  821 
Then  within  th  700 
Thence  he  nn  s  6H 
There  all  Ihe  s  622 
There  are  depth  ^73 
There  faith  lifts  f.:'.1 
There  fragrant  f  fkU 
There  fiir  met  h  3ii.* 
There  garlands  511 
There  gen'rous  (^^<\ 
There  happier  b  M9 
There  his  triiim  121 
There  I  shall  b  571 
There  is  a  calm  6.T(> 
There  is  a  dark  .M& 
Thera  is  a  day  531 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


331 


There  is  a  death  588 
There  is  a  gulf  Sot; 
There  is  a  home  63;> 
There  is  a  place  7(i7 
There  is  a  scene  7fi7 
There  is  a  strea  199 
Tliere  is  welco  27 
There  is  a  worl  617 
There  is  an  arm  7'iS 
There  is  my  ho  STiO 
There  is  no'secr  780 
There  is  rest  for  902 
There  is  the  thr  652 
There  is  welco  27 
There  let  it  for  515 
There  let  the  w  473 
There  let  us  all  10 
There  sate  shal  738 
There  shall  I  of  196 
The  e  shed  thy  314 
There  sweeps  h  639 
There  the  pom  12i) 
There  the  sunb  898 
There,  there  on  767 
There  we  shall  230 
There  with  ben  8 
There  with  uni  278 
There  your  exa  119 
There's  a  balm  856 
These  are  the  j  392 
These  r.shea,  to  6(K> 
These  lively  ho  619 
These  sacred  w  282 
These  temples  690 
Th.se  walls  we  694 
Thev  cornel  th  661 
They  die  in  Jes  614 
Thev  marked  t  637 
They  mourn  th  379 
They  scorn  to  a  397 
They  stand,  th  652 
They  sutler  wit  131 
They  tell  the  tr  133 
Thev  that  be  w  336 
They  watch  for  219 
Thine  everlaeti  654 
Thine  inward  w  1N5 
Thine  shall  for  762 
Thine,  wholly  t  771 
Thine  would  I  829 
Think  of  thy  so  34tl 
This  awful  Gud  521 
This  blessed  w  579 
This  day  God  w  807 
This  eucharisti  241) 
This  glorious  h  751 
This  happiness  839 
Tliis  heavenly  c  257 
This  instant  no  |25 
This  inward,  di  177 
This  is  my  stor  860 
This  is  the  day  256 
This  IS  the  grac  388 
This  is  the  vet  211 
This  is  the  way  3'iO 
Tills  is  thy  will  317 
This  lamp,  thr  684 
This  life's  a  dre  638 
This  only  thins  207 
This  only  woe  I  192 
This  precious  t  877 
Tliose  are  the  p  147 
Those  cliaracte  122 
Those  feeble  ty  112 
Those  holy  gate  640 
Those  mighty  o  42 
Those  trees  eac  648 
Thou  all  our  w  529 
Thou  art  a  (iod  793 


Thou  art  comin  782 
Tliou  art  gone  t  620 
Thou  art  my  ev  144 
Thou  art  our  h  699 
Thou  art  the  ea  183 
Thou  art  the  g  699 
Thou  art  the  L  81 
Thou  art  these  517 
Thou  art  the  T  81 
Thou  art  the  w  81 
Thou  art  thysel  604 
Thou  awful  Ju  596 
Thou,  by  thy  tw  317 
Thou  callest  m  466 
Thou  canst  not  5iiO 
Thou  canst,  th  342 
Thou  didst  one  783 
Thou  everywhe  554 
Thou  great  and  772 
Thou  hast  boug  567 
Tliou  hast  help  783 
Tliou  hast  my  f  439 
Thou  ha^tobtai  332 
Thou  hast  on  u  36 
Thou  hast  prom  657 
Thou  hast  prom  701 
Thou  hast  rede  147 
Tliou  hast  vouc  707 
Thou  hear'st  m  342 
Thou  know'st  I  496 
Thouknow'st  n  500 
Thou  know'st  t  35 
Thou,  Lord,  tli  568 
Thou  loving,  al  97 
Thou  Man  o'f  gr  83 
Thou  my  daily  553 
Thou  my  one  t  451 
Thou,  O  Christ,  304 
Thou,  O  my  Sa  151 
Thou  on  the  Lo  554 
Thou  only  kno  414 
Thou  our  I'aithf  249 
Thou  seest  my  372 
Thou  seest  our  656 
Thou  seest  tem  703 
Tl.ou  Shalt  see  3.n5 
Thou  spreads't  806 
Thou,  the  spriu  852 
Thou  waitest  to  46 
Thou,  who  bad  595 
Thou,  who  dids  676 
Thou  who  hast  780 
Thou,  whose  al  809 
Though  cast  do  623 
Though  coming  858 
Though  dark  a  653 
Though  dead  t  465 
Though,  dear  L  8i'3 
Tliough  destru  802 
Though  earth  m  624 
Though  earthly  625 
Though  high  ab  8 
Though  I  liave  192 
Tliough  in  a  ba  40 
Though  in  a  lor  647 
Though  in  the  40 
Though  late,  I  3;!0 
Though  hke  th  473 
Though  long  t  82 
Though  numer  138 
Though  our  sin  722 
Though  raised  t  122 
Though  the  nig  802 
Though  the  son  128 
Though  they  le  868 
Though  to-day  623 
Though  unseen  3.S9 
Thrice  blessed,  576 
Thrice  Holy,  th    57 


Through  all  ete  832 
Through  all  th  810 
Through  all  th  824 
Through  earth  687 
Through  every  625 
Through  every  832 
Through  grace  25(5 
Through  grace  I  881 
Through  many  570 
Tlirough  much  211 
Through  thee  w  752 
Through  this  c  878 
Through  waves  378 
Throughout  th  390 
Throughout  the  46 
Thus  do  I  my  b  836 
Thus  does  th'  e  77 
Thus  humbly  t  762 
Thus  later  sain  238 
Thus,  Lord,  wh  255 
Thus  low  the  L  114 
Thus  might  I  h  344 
Thus  on  the  he  817 
Til  us  present,  s  5.59 
Tims  safely  mo  69 
Thus  shall  the  48 
Thus  shall  web  490 
Tims  spoke  the  61 
Thus  star  by  st  617 
Thus  though  t  661 
Thus  till  my  la  34 
Thus  when  life  820 
Thus  when  the  804 
Thus,  while  his  312 
Thus  would  my  795 
Thy  all-surrou  33 
Thy  body  broke  243 
Thy  bountilul  c  19 
Thy  choice  and  562 
Thy  chosen  tem  254 
Thv  condescen  329 
Thy  Father  and  160 
Thy  (avor  and  t  786 
Thy  flesh,  peih  284 
Thy  foes  might  130 
Thy  gifts,  alas,  450 
Thy  glorious  na  36 
Thy  goodness  a  46 
Thy  grace  still  J56 
Thy  grace  with  636 
Thy  holy  will  b  830 
Thy  judgments  327 
Thy  kingdom  c  762 
Tliy  laws,  O  Go  160 
Thy  love  the  co  421 
Thy  loving,  po  315 
Thy  mercy  neve  35 
Thy  meritoriou  112 
Thy  mighty  na  158 
Thy  name  to  m  412 
Thy  nature  be  417 
Thy  oU'eiing  sti  124 
Tliy  only  loved  356 
Thy  power,  and  336 
Thy  promise  is  346 
Thy  providence  726 
Thy  providence  49 
Thy  ransomed  s  437 
Thy  saints  in  a  566 
Thy  sanctifying  420 
Thy  seciet  voic  520 
Thy  shining  gr  517 
Thy  sovereign  g  390 
Thy  sutfrings,  245 
Thy  truth  unc  157 
Tliy  utmost  me  373 
Thy  walls  are  m  648 
Thy  will  by  me  423 
Thy  word  is  eve  681 


Till  then  I  wou  153 
Till  thou  anew  481 
Till  thou  into  448 
Till  thou  thy  p  764 
Till  we  meet,  ti  918 
Time,  like  an  e  583 
Time  to  repent  707 
'Tis  but  in  part  45 
'Tis  done,  the  g  827 
'Tis  done  the  p  94 
'Tis  done,  thou  449 
'Tis finished!  A  103 
'Tis  God's  all-a  469 
'Tis  he  forgives  6 
'Tis  he  support  796 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  858 
'Tis  Jesus  the  fl  23 
'Tis  Jesus  who  858 
'Tis  like  the  oil  748 
'Tis  like  tliesu  681 
'Tis  Level  'tis  361 
'Tis  midnight;  110 
'Tis  not  a  cause  219 
'Tis  not  enough  419 
'Tis  not  that  m  638 
'Tis  palsy,  plag  8:')6 
'Tis  pleasant  as  748 
'Tis  prayer  sup  774 
'Tis  thee  1  love  165 
'Tis  therewith  t  506 
'T.s  thine  a  hea  328 
'Tis  thine,  the  b  174 
To  be  there,  to  882 
To  each  tliecov  717 
To  follow  his  c  456 
To  God,  and  to  871 
To  God,  the  Fa  794 
To  hear  the  sor  327 
To  heaven  the  154 
To  him  contiiiu  119 
To  him  that  in  377 
To  Jesus  may  w  299 
To  Jesus,  our  a  166 
To  keep  the  fea  245 
To  our  Dountifu  896 
To  our  Redeem  li)2 
To  praise  a  Tri  2 
To  pray,  and  w  719 
To  purest  joys  396 
To  real  holmes  430 
To  save  a  world  92 
To  scorn  the  se  528 
To  seek  thee  al  452 
To  serve  and  bl  723 
To  shame  our  s  165 
To  spread  the  r  142 
To  take  ag'.imp  392 
To  that  Jerutal  644 
To  that  my  risi  5(i3 
To  tlie  blest  fou  343 
To  the  great  On  1 
To  the  great  On  697 
To  thee  aloud  a  11 
To  thee,  and  th  517 
To  thee,  dearest  657 
To  thee  for  refu  808 
To  thee  I  tell  m  533 
To  thee  insepar  742 
To  thee  my  last  33.3 
To  thee  my  spir  617 
To  Ihee  our  hu  377 
To  thee  shall  e  421 
To  thee  the  glo  4.14 
To  them  the  cr  131 
To  this  dearcov  241 
To  this  temple,  689 
To  this  the  jo)  f  675 
To  those  who  w  229 
To  thy  benign,    57 


To  thy  sure  lov  56 
To  us  a  Child  o  64 
To  us,  O  Lord,  t  53 
To  us  the  sacie  4.53 
To  you,  in  Davi  61 
To-day  attend  h  7 
To-day  he  rose  261 
Together  in  his  296 
Together  let  us  7.39 
To-morrow's  su  272 
Too  much  to  th  100 
Touch  me,  and  765 
Touched  by  the  742 
Touched  with  a  123 
Tranouil  amid  a  6.55 
Tremble  our  he  10 
Trials  niake  the  .5.35 
Trials  must  and  .5,35 
Tiiumphant  ho  2 
True,  'tis  a  stra  472 
Truly  blessed  is  400 
Truth  from  the  71 
Tune  your  harp  113 
Trusting  only  i  8.52 
Turn  b  ick  our  770 
Turn,  Christian  586 
Turn,  mortal,  t  686 
'Twa.s  a  heaven  402 
'Twas  grace  tha  570 
'Twas  lie  who  c  166 
'Twas  sown  in  628 
'Twns  thro'  the  465 
'Twill  profit  the  843 

Unchangeable,  32 
I'nder  the  shad  583 
Unfathomable  d  32 
Unite  the  pair  s  698 
Unsu.stained  by  4.59 
Unwearied  may  409 
Up  into  thee,  o  7.50 
Up  to  her  court  197 
Up  to  that  woil  887 
Uptothebeauti  890 
Up  to  the  city  w  890 
Up  to  the  hills  793 
Uphold  me  in  t  474 
Upon  me  lay  th  797 
Upon  the  bridal  812 
Us  into  closet  u  747 
Us  into  thy  pro  739 

Vain  in  themse  112 
Vain  the  stone  127 
Vainly  we  oMisr  72 
Vessels  of  mer  214 
Vouchsafe  us  e  353 

Waa,  wafl,  ye  670 
Wait,  then,  my  660 
Wake,  and  liitu  791 
Waked  by  the  t  689 
Waken,  O  God,  708 
Waken,  O  Lord  .585 
Walk  wiih  met  600 
Wain  me  of  ev  30 
Was  it  fcTcrim  344 
Wash  me,  and  408 
Wash  out  its  st  63t 
Watch  by  the  s  822 
Watch,  'tis  you  485 
Watchman,  tell  673 
We  all  may,  lik  .561 
We  all  partake  7.^3 
We  are  now  his  428 
We  are  thine,  d  701 
We  are  travel  in  4.58 
We  bow  before  302 
We  bring  the  tr  694 
We  bring  them  237 


We  cannot  spea  529 
We  come  great  10 
We  for  his  sake  7.55 
We,  for  whom  470 
We,  fcT  whose  470 
We  have  a  hou  6.36 
We  have  laid  u  813 
We  laugh  to  sc  739 
We  lay  our  gar  803- 
We  meet  throu  668 
We  meet  with  o  183 
We  never  will  t  717 
We  part  in  bod  752 
We  praise  thee  727 
We  pra-se  thee  869 
We  read  the  he  282 
We  see  the  bio  244 
We  shall  sing  o  896 
We  shall  sleep,  90.'^ 
We  share  our  ra  761 
We  soon  shall  r  770 
We  speak  of  its  882' 
We  ta.ste  thee,  1.57 
We  thank  thee  726 
We  too  with  hi  246 
We  trust  not  in  753 
We  who  in  Chri  380 
Weak  is  the  etf  1.53 
Weary,  sin-sick  846 
Weep  o'er  your  91  ■ 
Welcome  all  by  149 
We'll  crowd  til  65 
We'll  gird  our  1  880 
Well  might  the  344 
Well  pleased  th  31.^ 
Well,  the  delig  139 
Were  earth  a  th  67 
We're  going  to  883 
Were  half  tTieb  76(V 
Were  I  possess  518- 
We're  soldiers,  7.54 
Were  the  whole  102" 
What  are  our  w  394 
What  brought  t  892 
What  did  thine  ^i4^ 
What  empty  th  513 
What  have  I  th  321 
What  he  for  his  98 
What  if  a  stern  776 
What  is  it  keep  331 
What  peacelul  364 
What  shall  I  sa  .334 
What  shall  soo  290 
What  should  I  .584 
What  then  is  h  224 
What  thou,  my  iK) 
What  though  i  38 
What  though  i  632 
What  though  m  360 
What  though  t  670 
What  though  t  691 
What  though  y  715' 
What!  to  be  ha  697 
What  troubles  228 
What  we  have  f  380 
Whate'er  I  say  487 
Whale'er  in  me  .507 
Whate'er  our  p  383 
Whate'er  thou  745 
When  against  s  347 
When  an.xious  c  831 
When  black  the  536 
When  by  the  dr  731 
When  darkness  849 
When  death  o'  831 
When  death  th  145 
When  drooping  82 
When  duty's  p  549 
When  each  can  736 


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INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


When  ends  life  3!« 
Wlien,  free  fro  TX't 
When  from  its  fi>.)3 
When  fnim  the  ai7 
When  gladness  SI.S 
When  God  is  m  414 
When  God  ma  312 
Wlicn  he  first  t  tw'.i 
When  he  lived  'r> 
Wlien  he  the  t  Z-Ol 
When  heaven  a  211 
When  here  Ihy  6113 
W  hen  I  pray  or  3t>2 
When  I  tread  t  4(iO 
Wlien  I  was  sin  «71 
When  in  ecstas  KM 
When  in  the  »u  40 
When  Jesus  m  422 
When  joy  no  lo  5.'!y 
When  life  smk  5(jl 
When  nature  f  832 
When  nature  s  347 
When  nature's  ."ilO 
When  no  eye  it  *(H 
When  on  Calva  1114 
When  on  Zion  2"ti 
When  once  it  e  fij*! 
When  cnce  tho  146 
Wlien  our  days  UK) 
When  our  eart  7.'<4 
When  pain  o'er  .'jfi.S 
When  rising  Ho  .VM 
When  shall  I  r  tiol 


When  shall  I  s  44fi 
When  shall  Inv  8.'<7 
When  shall  the  tViy 
When  shriv'lin  S'.ll 
When  sorrows  h  S.') 
When  slnams  74S 
When  l«-miit;iii  4i.3 
When  iliat  illu  Mfy 
When  I  he  nios  :aH 
When  the  Jud"  2'.I0 
When  the  solid  822 
When  the  sun  |(i| 
When  the  woe  1111 
When  the  worl  2ilO 
When  this  mor  4ii3 
When  thou,  O  32t) 
When  through  f  .lltj 
When  through  t  .Mfi 
When  to  the  cr  243 
When  to  the  ri  4S0 
When  to  the  rig  7.')i) 
When  trouble,  1  13,-* 
When  troubles  lyfi 
When  we  asun  7.'>1 
When  we  in  da  547 
When  we  see  a  'MYi 
Whene'er  you  KSl 
Where  all  our  t  232 
Where  am  I  no  32.3 
Where  dost  tho  3711 
Where  is  the  bl  3(14 
Where  is  the  K  >S9 
Where  pure,  es  213 


Where  the  gold  672 
Where  the  sain  t)47 
Wherever  in  th  S44 
While  at  thy  cr  iM 
While  gazing  u  yuu 
While  (iod  invi  3IKI 
While  grace  is  3(17 
While  guilt  dist  325 
While  he  alFord  527 
While  here  lu  t  715 
While  I  concea  37y 
While  I  draw  I  IOC 
While  m  this  r  4.34 
While  in  thy  w  6»3 
VV  hile  life's  da  MX 
While  pity  pro  t'lO*.! 
While  the  ange  389 
While  the  Holy  2yo 
While  thee,  all  32 
While  thou  art  5(>5 
While  thou  dill  SO 
While  we  seeU  2.''iy 
While  with  iiiv  30 
While  vet  his  a  210 
While  yet  the  1  77*') 
Whiter  than  sii  s.')7 
Whither,  O  whi  47 
Who  bow  lo  Ch  2oy 
Who  can  resolv  .58y 
Who  is  the  Kin  121 
Who  made  my  510 
Wlio  sutler  wit  57(') 
Who  thee  bene  305 


Who  thus  our  f  24(~) 
Who  trubliiig  in  .5y8 
Who,  who  wou  647 
Whoe'er  lo  the  321 
Whom  have  I  o  451 
Whose  glory  to  2 
Whv  sh(.ul(l  I  s  649 
Whv  should  th  .Vki 
Why  should  we  44 
W'liy  should  we  618 
Why  will  you  b  274 
Why  will  you  i  2'.I7 
Why  wouldbt  t  .51)5 
Wide  as  the  rea  307 
Wide  as  tlie  wo  55 
Will  angel  ban  5,sy 
Will  gills  delig  321 
Will  ho  Joisake  310 
Will  she,  then,  841 
Wilt  thou  not  y  ,36(1 
Wisdom  divine  3y6 
With  ardent  ey  .524 
With  boldness,  773 
With  gilts  of  gr  812 
With  heart,  and  772 
With  him  I  on  643 
With  his  serap  2.5 
With  Israel's  m  662 
With  Joy  like  h  114 
With  joy  the  ch  60 
Willi  joy  the  K  3^7 
With  my  burde  782 
With  my  subst  677 


With  onlstrolch  471 
With  pilying  ey  lo.') 
With  rapture  s  45 
With  shouting  yi5 
With  simple  Itii  328 
With  sollening  316 
With  thee  conv  466 
With  us  thou  a  760 
With  whom  dos  5»> 
Without  reserv  48 
Witnesses  thai  737 
Work,  for  the  n  ylo 
Worship,  honor  129 
Worthy  is  He  I  76 
Worthy  the  La  143 
Would  not  min  4'.Kt 
Would   uot  my  496 

Ye  chosen  seed  132 
Ye  dwellera  in  628 
Ye  fearful  saint  43 
Ye  friends  of  Z  871 
Ye  Gentile  sinn  132 
Y'e  nations,  ben  51 
Ye  sinners,  com  283 
Ye  sinners  seek  2y8 
Ye  slaves  of  sin  267 
Ye  sons  of  men  208 
Ye  that  round  o  105 
Ye  weary,  lieav  883 
Ye  who  have  so  267 
Y'e  winged  sera  871 
Y'ea,  Amen,  lei  163 


Y'ea,  and  before  521 
Yea,  lei  it.  Lord  181 
Yea,  let  men  ra  224 
Y'ea,  when  this  ,570 
Yes,  "  by  and  b  906 
Y'es,  eveiy  secre  5>I6 
Y'es!  I  hasten  f  yl7 
Yes,  IhcChristi  621 
Y'es,  thou  art  in  557 
Y'es,  thou  ail  p  1.56 
Yet  all  these  ir  223 
Y'el  gloritied  by  K<A 
Y'el  hast  thou  n  720 
Yet  I  may  love  16 
Yel  I  mourn  m  .362 
Yet  like  an  idle  7W 
Yet,  Lord,  whe  .533 
Y'el  not  thus  ho  606 
YelC)  the  chief  192 
Yet,  O  the  nche  .363 
Yel  save  a  treni  310 
Yet  still  ourele  86 
Yel  still  to  his  909 
Yet  these,  new  611 
Yel  thou  ail  oft  7.59 
Yet  though  I  h  145 
Yel  where  our  482 
Yel  when  the  f  742 
Your  faith  by  h  119 
Y'our  guides  an  7f)3 
Your  real  life,  119 
Your  way  is  da  297 
Y'l'Uth  ou  lengl  715 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King 324 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 486 

A  few  more  years  shall 603 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God 551 

A  thousand  oracles  divine 2 

Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  eventide. . .  828 

According  to  thy  gracious  word 243 

Ah !  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess 491 

Ah !  whither  should  I  go 331 

Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 344 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 132 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord 733 

All  praise  to  the  Lamb !  Accepted  I 404 

All  praise  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night. ..  800 

All  things  are  ready 855 

Almighty  God  of  love 662 

Amazing  grace !  how  sweet  the  sound . . .  570 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ? 566 

And  am  I  born  to  die? 589 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? 593 

And  are  we  yet  alive  ? 228 

And  can  I  yet  delay  ? 330 

And  let  our  bodies  part 232 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 646 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought . . .  596 

And  inust  this  body  die 619 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 718 

And  will  the  great,  eternal  God 694 

And  will  the  Judge  descend 298 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found 372 

Angel  of  covenanted  grace 830 

Angels  from  the  realms  of 73 

Angels,  your  march  oppose 210 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done 257 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat 346 

Are  you  staying,  safely  staying 847 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 386 

Arise,  my  tend'rest  thoughts,  arise 301 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 213 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in 892 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams. ..  353 


HYMN 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed 599 

Assembled  at  thy  great  command 668 

Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word 377 

Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry 308 

Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee 548 

Author  of  our  salvation,  thee 244 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 573 

Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake 214 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 791 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays 138 

Awake,  my  soul!  stretch  every  nerve. ..  469 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  day 798 

Awake,  our  souls !  away,  our  fears 472 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound 384 

Away !  my  needless  fears 555 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear 552 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear.. . . 642 

Baptized  into  thy  name 235 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here 479 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 55 

Before  the  throne  my  Saviour 125 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 291 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive  —     77 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 147 

Behold  the  morning  sun 461 

Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 675 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 94 

Behold  the  sure  Foundation-stone 691 

Behold  thy  temple,  God  of  Grace 693 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace 382 

Behold  where  in  a  mortal  form 142 

Being  of  beings,  God  of  love 771 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 526 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the 889 

Bid  me  of  men  beware 494 

Blessed  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine 860, 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 4181 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 81 7 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  hear  and 198 

Blest  be  our  everlasting  Lord 36 

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Blest  be  the  dear  nnitin.ur  love 2.">1 

JMest  be  the  tie  that  l)iii(lH 7'A 

Blest  hour  when  niorkil  iiuiii 7.")7 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow -'i? 

Bound  upon  tli'  aeeui*sed  tree U3 

Brief  life  is  liere  our  portion 054 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the. . .  72 

By  cool  Siloani's  shadv  rill 702 

By  faith  I  to  the  fountain  lly 1 U 

By  faith  I  view  my  Saviour S77 

By  tliy  birth  and  by  thy  tears o-iS 

Called  from  above,  I  rise 108 

Calm  on  tlie  bosom (ilo 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 4()8 

Celestial  Dove,  come  from  above 179 

Cheered  with  tliy  converse,  Ix^rd,  1 4(17 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 458 

Christ  for  the  world  we  sing 91(3 

Christ,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. . .  743 

Christ  is  made  the  sure 089 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day 127 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join 737 

Come  away  to  the  skies 813 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.. . .  2.">3 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 78() 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 098 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning  fire. .  175 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  in  love 182 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire. ...  189 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire. .  171 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 176 

Come,  Holy  Si)irit,  heavenly  Dove 178 

Come,  luuuble  sinner,  in  whose  breast. .  277 
Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue. .  706 
Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue. .  457 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 143 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above 582 

Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 256 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine 717 

Come,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe 295 

Come,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine. . .  421 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit 782 

Come,  O  my  God,  the  ]iromise  seal.    . .  449 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 12 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord 304 

Come,  O  thou  God  of  grace 097 

Come,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart. . .  425 

Come,  O  thou  Traveler  unknown 360 

Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  yo>ir  Lord 2()9 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress 576 

Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take. .  775 


Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above 435 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gosi)el  feast 270 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abi'oad 7 

Come,  thou  almighty  King 1 

Come,  thou  everlasting  Spirit 248 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  ])lessing. . .  525 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 778 

Come  to  the  morning  jirayer 788 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye 294 

Come,  ye  saints,  look  here 117 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 273 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  I-ord 521 

Come,  ye  weary  sinners,  come 287 

Comfort,  ve  ministers  of  grace 216 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 554 

Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 167 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the 84 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy 212 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  tlie  dust 061 

Day  by  day  the  manna  fell 558 

Day  of  ju(lgment,  day  of  wonders 629 

Day  of  wrath,  O  dreadful  day 595 

Death  rides  on  every 586 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest 531 

Delay  not,  delay  not 275 

Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be 368 

Did  Christ  o'ei  sinners  weep 319 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord 496 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near. . .  221 

Dread  Jehovah,  God  of 722 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song. .  810 
Drooping  souls,  no  longer 281 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay 34 

Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  is  King 128 

E(iuip  me  for  the  war 837 

Ere  mountains  reared  their 53 

Eternal  depth  of  love  divine 56 

Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode 31 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 716 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan 227 

Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy 863 

Fading,  still  fading,  the  last 811 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known 205 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world, be. .  263 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Ix)rd,  I  flee 819 

Father,  at  thy  foot«tool  see 744 

Father,  behold  with  gracious  eyes 315 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines 42 

Father,  I  dare  believe 438 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF   HYMNS. 


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Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 544 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee 345 

Father,  I  wait  before  thy  throne 314 

Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  so 333 

Father,  if  justly  still  we  claim 180 

Father,  in  whom  we  live 29 

Father,  into  thy  hands  alone 833 

Father  of  all,  in  whom  alone GS3 

Father  of  heaven,  whose  love 50 

Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord 434 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 686 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace 504 

Father,  our  hearts  we  lift 66 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  One 436 

Fatlier,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  Thy 929 

Father,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift 529 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 545 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be 408 

Forever  with  the  Lord 631 

Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lord,  I  go 825 

Forward  be  our  watch-word 574 

Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below 770 

Friend  after  friend  departs 617 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 659 

From  all  the  dark  places 915 

From  every  stormy  wind  that 767 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 670 

From  the  cross  the  blood  is  felling 99 

Gentle  stranger,  fearless  come 814 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 463 

Give  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart 432 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 637 

Give  to  the  Father  praise 923 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 556 

Giver  and  guardian  of  my  sleep 797 

Giver  of  concord,  Prince  of  peace 747 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 206 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 252 

Go  labor  on ;  spend  and  be  S]>ent 501 

Go,  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord. .  215 

Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted 624 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious 626 

Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child 607 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 913 

Go,  ye  messengers  of  God 672 

God  be  with  you  till  Ave  meet  again 918 

God  bless  our  native  land 729 

God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 292 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 202 

God  is  in  this  and  every  place 322 

God  is  love ;  his  mercy 26 


God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 199 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 43 

God  of  all  consolation 752 

God  of  all  gi-ace  and  majesty 508 

God  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace . .  429 

God  of  almighty  love .- 487 

God  of  eternal  truth  and  grace 448 

God  of  eternal  truth  and  love 234 

God  of  love,  that  hear'st  the  prayer 746 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days. . .  831 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power. .  47 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King. .  713 

Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound 161 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shake 484 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 201 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim . . .  772 

Great  God  of  nations,  now 727 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 656 

Great  God,  to  me  the  sight  afford 52 

Great  is  our  redeeming  Lord 204 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 690 

Great  Jehovah!  we  adore  thee 928 

Great  Spirit,  by  whose 185 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 460 

Hail !  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 3 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 126 

Hail!  thou  once  despised  Jesus 129 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's 673 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed 660 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended 840 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace. . .  396 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined 740 

Hark !  a  voice  divides  the  sky 613 

Hark !  a  voice  from  Eden 891 

Hark !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound. .  587 

Hark !  hark,  my  soul,  angelic  songs 633 

Hark !  how  the  watchmen  cry 209 

Hark !  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord 385 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and 137 

Hark!  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour 58 

Hark !  tlie  herald  angels  sing 63 

Hark !  the  song  of  jubilee 671 

Hark !  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling 489 

Hark !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy ....  113 

Hark !  what  mean  those  holy 68 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 666 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise 289 

He  comes!  he  comes!  the  Judge 590 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies 88 

He  leadeth  me,  O  blessed  thought 861 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven 614 


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High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God 

High  on  his  everliusting  throne 

Ho!  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigli. . 

Holy  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none 

Holy  Cihost,  dispel  our  sadness 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

Holy,  lioly,  holy  Lord  God  Almighty. , 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  confess 

Holy  Lamb,  wlio  thee  receive 

Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Guide , 

How  are  thy  servants  blest 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies . , 

How  can  a  sinner  know 

How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King 

How  (lid  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round. . . 
How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of. . . 

How  gentle  God's  commands 

How  great  the  wisdom,  power,  and 

How  happy  are  the  newborn  race 

How  happy  are  they  Who  their 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace. . ; 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine. . . . 

How  lost  Avas  my  condition 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 

How  precious  is  the  bonk  divine 

How  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings. . 

How  sad  our  state  hy  nature  is , 

How  shall  a  lo;<t  sinner  in  pain , 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds. , 
How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound .  < 
How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours. . 
How  vain  are  all  things  here  below . . . 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross 

I  am  far  frae  my  hame 

I  am  thine,  O  Lord 

I  ask  the  gift  of  righteousness 

I  have  read  of  a  beautiful  city 

I  hear  thy  welcome  voice 

1  hear  thy  word  with  love 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 

I  know  tliat  my  Kedeemer  lives  and. . 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  what. 

I  long  to  behold  him  arrayed 

I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lord 


4i) 
2'*2 
271 
433 

54 

lS(i 

187 

5 

4 

80 
442 
190 
731 
218 
602 
380 
395 
197 
805 
546 
553 
133 
399 
402 
644 
839 
230 
856 
203 
684 
223 
343 
371 
681 
735 
153 

74 
505 
519 

864 
884 
873 
342 
901 
858 
30 
843 
413 
118 
643 
194 


I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 820 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 875 

I  need  tliee  every  hour 851 

I  saw  a  wayworn  traveler 900 

I  shall  not  want 541 

I  the  good  fight  have  fought 579 

I  think  when  I  read 909 

I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God..  394 

I  want  a  principle  within 478 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep 854 

I  was  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour. .  859 

I  will  sing  you  a  song 897 

I  worship  thee,  most  gracious 549 

I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'st  1 412 

I  would  not  live  ahvay 647 

If  human  kindness  meets  return 240 

If,  Lord,  I  have  acceptance  found 424 

I'll  ])raise  my  ]\Iaker  while  I've  breatli . .     14 

I'm  a  pilgrim  and 898 

In  age  and  feebleness  extreme 835 

In  everv  time  and  place 456 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight 312 

In  some  way  or  other 865 

In  the  Christian's  home  in 902 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 101 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth 280 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God 537 

Infinite  God,  to  thee  we  raise 39 

It  is  not  death  to  die 627 

It  may  be  far,  it  may  be  near 906 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  wield 482 

Jehovah,  God  the  Father,  bless 403 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 649 

Jerusalem,  the  golden,  with 652 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise 230 

Jesus,  all -atoning  Lamb 451 

Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lord 249 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 495 

Jesus,  answer  from  above 359 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command. . . .  242 

Jesus  comes  with  all  his  grace 428 

Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  cup 91 

Jesus,  gracious  One,  calleth 846 

Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheei). . . .  739 

Jesus  hath  di(>d  that  I  might  live 450 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 156 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 540 

Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-day 339 

Jesus  is  our  common  T>ord 406 

Jesus,  koe]>  me  near  the  cross 866 

Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers  shine . .  498 


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Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 366 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee 816 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 354 

Jesus,  my  advocate  above 309 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone 350 

Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  apply 441 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend 351 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace 502 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brotlier,  Friend 480 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 777 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way 476 

Jesus,  Eedeemer  of  mankind 305 

Jesus,  shall  I  never  be 492 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 658 

Jesus,  the  all-restoring  word 365 

Jesus,  the  conqu'ror,  reigns 208 

Jesus,  the  life,  the  truth,  the  way 423 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all 220 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee 334 

Jesus,  the  truth  and  power  divine 229 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee 152 

Jesus,  the  weary  wanderer's  rest 838 

Jesus,  the  word,  bestow 687 

Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never 145 

Jesus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord 306 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King 375 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts 157 

Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few 307 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness. . . .  376 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 409 

Jesus,  thy  far  extended  fame 335 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly 507 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace 742 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 732 

Jesus,  we  on  the  words  depend 168 

Jesus,  we  thus  obey 247 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet 768 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are 623 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 392 

Joy  to  the  world — the  Lord  is  come 59 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward 888 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 318 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  dying  love 250 

Late,  late,  so  late,  and  dark  the  night. .  320 

Lead,  kindly  light 462 

Let  all  who  truly  bear 246 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree 141 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown 682 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 279 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak. .  35 

Let  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong 407 

22 


Let  me  alone  another  year 707 

Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast. . .  514 

Let  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky 170 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast 355 

Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind 21 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world 393 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 219 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour 610 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above 755 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire 785 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove 738 

Lo !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending. .  163 

Lo !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 834 

Lo !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land 592 

Lo !  the  pris'ner  is  released 621 

Lo !  what  an  entertaining  sight 748 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 311 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  serve  thee 323 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is 136- 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee 33- 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing.  Bid . .  925- 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing.  Fill . .  581 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost 188: 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blessed  are  they . .  397 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine 829 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 411 

Loi'd,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 783 

Lord,  I  care  not  for  riches 908 

Lord,  I  delight  in  thee 510 

Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal 328 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings. . .  850 

Lord,  if  at  thy  command 663 

Lord,  if  thou  "thy  grace  impart 512 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear. .  793 

Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace 437 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 464 

Lord  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  perfectly 857 

Lord  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 475 

Lord  of  hosts !  to  thee  we  raise 696 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear 217 

Lord  over  all,  if  thou  hast  made 664 

Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heavens 25 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin 325 

Lord,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 169 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 75(> 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high . .  120 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray. .  721 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  seas  obey 730' 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd 148 

Love  Divine,  all  loves  excelling 444 

Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb 415 


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Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 154 

Mary,  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 870 

Ma.>-ter,  the  tempest  is  raj^thig 862 

May  I,  throughout  tliis  day  of  thine. . .  202 

May  tlie  grace  of  Christ 920 

Mercy  descending  from  above 704 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion 745 

Mighty  God,  while  angels  bless 140 

More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ 41 G 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join (iO 

Must  I  my  brother  keeii 499 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 542 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 728 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 880 

My  deiir  Redeemer  and  mv  Lord 79 

Mv  drowsy  powei-s,  wliv  sleep  ye  so. . .  470 

My  feith  looks  up  to  thee 398 

;My  God,  accept  my  lieart 410 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 806 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art 16 

INIy  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine 446 

My  God,  I  love  thee  not  because 151 

My  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake 821 

Mv  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet 790 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  1 532 

IMy  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry 765 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love 517 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love 518 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 401 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright 895 

My  hoine  is  in  heaven 879 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 849 

!My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou 569 

IVIy  Jesus,  as  tiiou  wilt 509 

My  latest  sun  is  sinking 894 

My  Saviour  and  my  King 160 

My  Saviour,  how  shall  I  proclaim 100 

My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend 144 

My  sole  possession  is  thy  love 562 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 578 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 9 

My  soul,  with  all  thy  wakened  powers. .  524 
My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done 564 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands 164 

Near  the  cross  was  Mary  weeping 98 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 473 

New  ever}'  morning 792 

Not  all  the  Uood  of  beasts 109 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 381 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme 149 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 807 


Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein . .  378 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 122 

Now  let  the  Father  and  the  Son 921 

Now  to  the  Lord,  a  noble  song 78 

Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know . .   166 

O  ])less  the  Lord,  my  soul 6 

O  blessed,  blessed  sounds  of  grace 776 

O  blessed  souls  are  they 379 

O  come  and  dwell  in  me 177 

<)  could  I  sjieak  the  matchless 139 

O  do  not  let  the  word  dei)art 272 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God . .  364 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 454 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 327 

O  for  a  heart  of  calm  repose 420 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 440 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 374 

O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 313 

0  for  the  happy  days  gone  by 352 

O  garden  of  Olivet 87 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love 431 

O  God,  most  merciful  and  true 430 

O  God,  my  God,  my  all 823 

0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 583 

O  God,  our  strength,  to  thee  our 41 

O  God,  thou  bottomless  abyss 32 

O  God,  what  offering  shall  I  give 439 

O  God,  who  madest  earth  and  sky 799 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 827 

O  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven 705 

O  how  the  love  of  God  attracts 419 

O  it  is  hard  to  work  for  God 513 

O  Jesus,  full  of  grace 373 

O  Jesus,  Light  of  all  below 146 

O  joyful  sound  of  gospel  grace 427 

O  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be 563 

O  I-rord,  in  mercy  spare 712 

O  Love  Divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 356 

O  T^ove  Divine,  that  stooped  to  share. . .     82 
O  Ijove  Divine,  what  hast  thou  done. . .     96 

O  Master,  it  is  good  to  be 85 

0  may  thy  powerful  word 779 

O  might  my  lot  be  cast  with  these 207 

O  M(jther  dear,  Jerusalem 648 

O  my  offended  God 332 

O  righteous  God,  thou  Judge  supreme. .  720 

O  sacred  Head  now  wounded 90 

O  sometimes  the  shadows  are  deep 867 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 191 

O  tell  me  no  more  of 741 

O  that  I  could  my  lx)rd  receive 338 


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O  that  I  could  repent;  O  that 317 

O  that  I  could  repent,  with  all 316 

O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 4-17 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 445 

O  the  hour  when  this  material 841 

O  think  of  the  home  over  there 905 

O  thou  eternal  Victim  slain 124 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation 389 

O  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye . .  824 

O  thou  in  whose  presence 370 

O  thou  that  wouldst  not  have ..-.'. 604 

O  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight 534 

O  thou  who  all  things  canst  control 471 

O  thou  who  earnest  from  above 515 

O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear. .  539 
O  tliou  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne. . . .  358 

O  thou  whom  all  thy  saints  adore 10 

O  thou  whom  once  they  flocked  to 336 

O  thou  whose  bounty  fills  my 522 

O  tViou  whose  mercy  guides  my  way. . .  523 

O  thou  whose  mercy  hears 367 

O  thou  whose  offering  on  the  tree 112 

O  'tis  delight,  without  alloy 388 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye 274 

O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours 645 

O  what  a  taste  is  this 251 

O  what  ship  is  this 914 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 881 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 588 

O  word  of  God  incarnate 688 

O  worship  the  King  all  glorious 19 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 667 

Of  Him  who  did  salvation  bring 165 

Omnipresent  God,  whose  aid 801 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower 181 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 651 

On  the  inoun tain's  top  appearing 674 

On  this  stone  now  laid  with 692 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 796 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  God 452 

One  sole  baptismal  sign 193 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 605 

One  there  is  above  all  others 75 

Only  waiting  till  the  shadows 886 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers 575 

Our  Father  God  who  art  in 781 

Our  few  revolving  years 709 

Our  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne 15 

Our  God  is  love  and  all 734 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 762 

Our  Lord  is  now  rejected 904 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 121 


Our  sins  on  Christ  were  laid 92 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit 754 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  cry 83 

Parent  of  good !  thy  bounteous  hand ...  57 

Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour 852 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  needest 48 

People  of  the  living  God 749 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 155 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings 919 

Praise  the  Lord !  ye  heavens 24 

Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations 677 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 724 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise. . .  13 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey ._ 774 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 769 

Prince  of  peace,  control  my 567 

Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky 640 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy 349 

Ready  for  my  earthen  bed 836 

Redeemer  of  mankind 159 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceased 622 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 134 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern 516 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound . . .  708 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries 296 

Rest  for  the  toiling  hand 628 

Return,  O  wanderer,  return 293' 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. . .  455 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the 465 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 106 

Safely  through  another  week 259 

Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound 65 

Saviour  again,  to  thy  dear  name. 266 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing. . .  802 

Saviour,  I  now  with  shame  confess 363 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd,  lead  us 701 

Saviour,  more  than  life  to  me 878 

Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow 736 

Saviour  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 225 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation 787 

Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art 700 

Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us 899 

Say  where  is  thy  refuge,  my  brother. . .  845 

See  how  great  a  flame  aspires 679 

See  how  the  morning  sun 795 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 237 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see 760 

See  the  corn  again  in  ear 714 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling 715 

Servant  of  God,  well  done,  Rest 655 


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INDEX  OP  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


Servant  of  God,  well  done,  Thy G32 

Shall  foolish,  weak,  short-pifilitcd 37 

Shall  hymns  of  grateful  love 150 

Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man 224 

Shall  man,  O  God  of  light GU 

She  loved  lier  Saviour  and 497 

Shepherd  Divine,  our  wants  relieve 704 

Shepherd  of  tender  youth G99 

Shout  tlie  glad  tidings 135 

Show  pity.  Lord,  0  Lord  forgive 310 

Shrinking  from  the  cold  hand  of 600 

Silently  tlie  shades  of  evening 826 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time. ...  44 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  api)ear 812 

Sing  all  in  heaven  at  Jesus'  birlh 62 

Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  tlie  Lord 511 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise 711 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 927 

Sinnei-s,  obey  the  gospel  word 268 

Sinners,  tlie  voice  of  God  regard 297 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die 288 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 490 

Softly  fades  the  twilight 265 

Softly  now  tlie  light  of  day 809 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 572 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant 459 

Sons  of  God,  exulting  rise 405 

Sons  of  God,  triumpliant  rise 105 

"Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high 184 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 500 

Speak  gently,  it  is  better  far 911 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer 172 

Spirit  of  faitli,  come  down 174 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Tjord 8 

Stiind  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus ...  580 

Stiiy,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 192 

Still  stir  me  up  to  strive 477 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour 822 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer 789 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King. .  258 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing. . .  400 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first 369 

Sweetly,  Lord,  have  we  heard 868 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 725 

Take  the  name  of  Jesus  with 876 

Take  up  tliy  cross,  the  Saviour 543 

Talk  witli  us,  I^rd,  thyself  reveal 466 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King 528 

Teach  me  the;  me;i-ure  of  my  days 584 

That  awful  dav  will  surely  come 597 

That  doleful  night  before  his  death 245 


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The  chariot,  the  chariot 907 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 685 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 803 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day. . .  591 

Tlie  God  of  Abrah'm  praise 17 

The  God  who  reigns  on  high 18 

The  head  tliat  once  was  crowned 131 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord. . .  ()80 

Tiie  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads. .  239 

The  Lord  declares  his  will 282 

The  L<jrd  is  risen  indeed 116 

The  Txird  my  pasture  sliall 40 

Tlie  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 527 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 196 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  prais(> 255 

The  Lord,  our  God,  is  clothed  with ....  51 

The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be 71 

The  mistakes  of  my  life  have 848 

The  morning  flowers  display  their 611 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 665 

The  nations  call !  from  sea  to  sea 669 

The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod 695 

The  pitj^of  the  Lord 28 

The  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee 200 

The  praying  spirit  breathe 761 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 241 

The  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possest. . .  598 

The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear 283 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 38 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word 173 

The  Sun  of  righteousness  appears 115 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate 417 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries 276 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Lord 11 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name 585 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my 474 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who 630 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood. . .  107 

There  is  a  gate  that  stands  ajar 853 

There  is  a  land  immortal 053 

There  is  a  kind  mine  eye  hath 639 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 650 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 758 

There  is  an  lionr  of  peaceful  rest 635 

There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord,  too  light 780 

Tiiere  were  ninety  and  nine  that 844 

There's  a  land  that  is  fairer 896 

Therti's  a  wideness  in  (iod's  mercy....  27 

These  mortal  jovs,  how  soon  they  fade. .  503 

They  who  sei'-k  'the  throne  of 784 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Ix)rd,  we  love. .  2(>4 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  cue 912 


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This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made. . .  261 

This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore 23 

Thou  art  gone  to  tlie  grave 620 

Thou  art  the  way ;  to  thee  alone 81 

Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown. .  357 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose 520 

Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose. . . .  158 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead 719 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of . . . .  568 

Thou  Lord  hast  blessed  my  going  out. .  808 

Thou  my  everlasting  portion 872 

Thou  Refuge  of  my  soul 533 

Thou  seest  my  feebleness 483 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine ....  506 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eye. . .  302 

Thou  whose  almighty  word 676 

Though  troubles  assail.  And  dangers. . .  561 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of. . . .  550 

Through  all  the  lofty  sky 723 

Through  sorrow's  night  and 606 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on 804 

Thus  Lydia  sanctified  her  house 238 

Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love 46 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord 608 

Thy  presence,  gracious  Lord 453 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord 530 

Thy  way,  O  Lord,  is  in  the  sea 45 

Tis  a  thing  I  long  to  know 362 

'Tis  finished,  the  Messiah  dies 103 

'Tis  midnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow. . . .  110 

Tis  my  happiness  below 535 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give 893 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 922 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son 920 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son 924 

To  God,  the  only  wise 162 

To  God  your  every  want 703 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born 64 

To  us  a  cliild  of  royal  birtli 70 

To  us  this  day  a  Child  is  given 67 

Together  let  us  sweetly  live 885 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine 299 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground. .  750 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 612 

Up  to  the  bountiful  giver  of  life 890 

Uphold  me.  Saviour,  or  I  fall 481 

Urge  on  your  rapid  course 211 

Vain,  delusive  w^orld,  adieu 391 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  ])ursuits 284 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 842 


Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will 560 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 678 

AVe  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 226 

We  by  his  Spirit  prove 383 

We  know,  by  faith  we  know 636 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee 794 

We  praise  thee,  O  God 869 

We  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever 903 

We  speak  of  the  land  of  the  blest 882 

We  thank  thee.  Lord  of  heaven  and. . .  726 

Weary  souls  that  wander  wide 285 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 260 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 253 

We're  traveling  home  to  heaven 883 

What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus 874 

What  are  these  arrayed  in  white 641 

What  could  your  Redeemer  do 286 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 76 

What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty 130 

What  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope 422 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 303 

What  shall  I  do,  my  God 390 

What  sinners  value,  I  resign 638 

What  though  the  arm  of  conquering. . .  625 

What  various  hind'rances  we  meet 766 

What  wondrous  love  is  this 871 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God 832 

When  at  this  distance,  Lord,  we  trace. .     86 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched 609 

When  Christ  doth  in  my  heart 414 

When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it.  • . .  337 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 571 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 102 

When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved 559 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 488 

When  marshaled  on  the  nightly 69 

AVhen  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past..  538 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 443 

AVhen  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 104 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 326 

When  shall  thy  love  constrain 329 

When  shall  we  meet  again. 887 

When  thou  my  risliteous  Judge 594 

When  thy  mortariife  is  fled 290 

When  waves  of  trouble 536 

Wliere  high  the  heavenly  temple 773 

Wherefore  should  I  make  my  moan. . .  815 
Wherewith,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near. .  321 

Which  of  the  petty  kings 577 

AVhile  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie 341 

While  in  the  agonies  of  death 95 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light. .  300 


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INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


"While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks . .  61 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power. . .  818 

"While  thou,  O  my  God,  art 557 

"While  we  with  fear  and  hope  survey..  703 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun. . ,  710 

Who  but  thou,  almighty  Spirit 057 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 387 

Who  in  the  Lord  confide 4i)3 

Wliy,  dearest  Lord,  can  I  not 759 

AVliy  do  we  mourn  departing  friends..  018 

AVliy  should  our  teara 01 0 

Wliy  should  the  children  of  a  King. . .  183 

Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die. .  ()01 

Why  thus  impatient  to  be  gone 5(i5 

Witli  glorious  clouds  encompassed 340 

AVith  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 254 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 123 

With  tearful  eyes  I  look 347 


Witness,  ye  men  and  angels,  now 753 

W'ork,  for  the  night  is  coming 910 

Would  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die 97 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know 119 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord. . .  114 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  hear 426 

Ye  servants  of  God 20 

Ye  servants  of  the  T-/ord 485 

Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man 89 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor 278 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love 917 

Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak 361 

Young  men  and  maidens,  raise 22 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 547 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded 195 

Zion,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling 135 


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